Lamb of God, Thy faithful promise
Says, ‘Behold, I quickly come;’
And our hearts, to Thine responsive,
Cry, ‘Come, Lord, and take us home.’
O, the rapture that awaits us
When we meet Thee in the air,
And with Thee ascend in triumph,
All Thy deepest joys to share.
Lamb of God, when Thou in glory
Shalt to this sad earth return,
All Thy foes shall quake before Thee,
All who now despise Thee mourn;
Then shall we, at Thine appearing,
With Thee in Thy kingdom reign,
Thine the praise, and Thine the glory,
Lamb of God for sinners slain.