SURELY I come; My yearning heart
Is longing for My bride;
The pearl of greatest price to Me,
For whom I bled and died.
I Jesus, testify these things,
Behold, I quickly come
To call My blood-bought saints away
To dwell with Me at home.
COME, even so, come, Jesus Lord,
Thy face we long to see;
Naught else can satisfy our heart
But being, Lord, with Thee;
QUICKLY, that cheering word of Thine
Has touched a hidden chord;
Our longing hearts’ responsive cry,
E’en so, come, Jesus Lord!