Rough is the wilderness,
Barren and drear;
Pleasure or happiness,
Who would seek here?
There, where the Savior is,
Is our blest home;
Longing, our spirits cry,
" Lord Jesus, come!"
We, of the Spirit born,
Seal'd as God's own,
Passing the desert through,
Cannot but groan.
Jesus while waiting for,
Far from our home,
Can we forbear to say,
" Lord Jesus, come!"
Soon shall we see Thy face,
Know as we are known;
Glory shall crown Thy grace,
There on Thy throne.
We, then, encircling Thee,
No more shall roam;
Till then our cry shall be,
" Lord Jesus, come!"
" I Jesus....am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning Star. And the Spirit and the bride say, Come....Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come Lord Jesus,"- Rev. 22:16, 17, 2016I Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star. 17And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely. (Revelation 22:16‑17)
20He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus. (Revelation 22:20).