Shall we gather at His coming,
When the dead in Christ arise?
Shall we hear the Saviour call us
To His home beyond the skies?
Yes, we'll gather at His coming—
His glorious, His glorious coming,
Gather with His saints at His coming,
If cleansed by the Saviour's blood.
Daily nearer draws His coming;
This makes all His own rejoice;
Who are they that fear to meet Him?
Those who now love not His voice.
When the Saviour at His coming
Shall His own in glory bring,
Will you be among the number?
Will you too His praises sing?
Now before the Saviour's coming,
Seek His pardon free to know;
Be your stains of sin as scarlet,
He will make you white as snow.