I WAKE in the morning with thoughts of His love
Who is living for me in the glory above,
In glad hope awaiting till He calls me away,
And that keeps me bright as I go day by day;
But the moments speed forward, and on comes the noon,
Yet still I am singing, "He'll come very soon;"
And thus I am watching from morning to night,
There's a Man in the glory I know very well,
I have known Him for years, and His goodness can tell;
One day, in His mercy, He knocked at, my door,
And, seeking admission, knocked many times o'er;
But when I went to Him, and stood face to face,
And listened awhile to His story of grace,—
How He suffered for sinners, and put away sin,—
I heartily, thankfully, welcomed Him in.
We have lived on together a number of years,
And that's why I have neither doubtings nor fears.
For my sins are all hid in the depths of the sea;
They were cast away there by the Man on the tree.
I am often surprised why the lip should be curled,
When I speak of my Lord to the man of the world,
And notice with sorrow his look of disdain
When I tell him that Jesus is coming again.
He seems so content with his houses and gold,
While despising the Ark, like the people, of old;
And yet at His coming I'm sure he would flee,
Like the man in the garden, who ate of the tree.
I cannot but think it is foolish of souls
To put all their money in "bags that have holes,"
To find, in the day that is coming apace,
How lightly they valued the "riches of grace."
As fond as I am of His work in the field,
I would let go the plow, I would lay down the shield
The weapons of service I would put on the shelf,
And the sword in its scabbard, to be with Himself;
But I'll work on with pleasure, while keeping my eyes
On the end of the field, where standeth the prize.
I would work for His glory, that when we shall meet,
I may have a large sheaf to lay down at His feet,
That He too with pleasure His fruit may review.
Is the Man in the glory a stranger to you?
A stranger to Jesus? What! do you not know
He is washing poor sinners much whiter than snow?
Have you lived in a land where the Bible's unknown
That you don't know the Man Who is now on the throne?
Ah, did you but know of His beauty and power,
You would not be a stranger another half-hour.
I have known Him so long that I am able to say,
The very worst sinner He'll not turn away.
The question of sin, I adoringly see,
The Man in the glory has settled for me!
And as to my footsteps, whatever the scene,
The Man in the glory is keeping me clean;
And therefore I'm singing, from morning to night,
The Man in the glory is all my delight.
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