I am waiting for the dawning of that bright and blessed day,
When the dark-some night of sorrow shall have vanished far away;
When forever with my Savior, far beyond this vale of tears,
I shall swell the song of worship through the everlasting years.
I am looking at the brightness, see, it shineth from afar,
Of the clear and joyous beaming of the Bright and Morning Star.
Through the dark, gray mist of morning do I see its glorious light;
Then away with every shadow of this sad and weary night.
I am waiting for the coming of the Lord who died for me;
Oh, His words have thrilled my spirit, “I will come again for thee.”
Faith can almost hear His footfall on the threshold of the door,
And my heart, my heart is longing to be with Him evermore.