Lord Jesus, come,
And take Thy rightful place
As Son of Man, of all the theme!
Come, Lord, to reign o'er all supreme,
Lord Jesus, come!
Lord Jesus, come!
The Man of sorrows once,
The Man of patience waiting now—
The Man of joy, forever, Thou,
Come, Saviour, come!
Lord Jesus, come!
Crowned with Thy many crowns—
The Crucified, the Lamb once slain,
To wash away sin's crimson stain,
Lord Jesus, come!
Lord Jesus, come,
And take Thy Father's gift,
The people by Thy cross made Thine,
The trophy of Thy love divine!
Lord Jesus, come!
Lord Jesus, come,
That, lost in Thee, our souls
May bow and worship and adore,
In Thy blest presence evermore!
Lord Jesus, come!
Lord Jesus, come,
And let Thy glory shine,
That quickly these changed bodies may
Each one reflect a living ray,
Lord Jesus, come!
Lord Jesus, come!
Let every knee bow down,
And every tongue to Thee confess,
The Lord of all come forth to bless,
Lord Jesus, come!
Spirit and bride,
With longing voice, say, Come;
Yea, Lord, Thy word from that bright home
Is, "Surely, I will quickly come!"
E'en so, Lord, come.