200. 'Tis the Hope of His Coming

4-11s.
1
’Tis the hope of His coming
 
That gladdens my heart,
 
That drives away sadness
 
And bids care depart;
 
No dread of the morrow,
 
No sorrow I see,
 
For Jesus is coming — 
 
He’s coming for me.
2
And though clouds darken o’er me,
 
Though storms may assail,
 
With Jesus beside me,
 
I’ll weather the gale;
 
The storm is without me,
 
No trouble within,
 
For Jesus, my Savior,
 
Has cleansed me from sin.
3
Yes, He’s coming, He’s coming,
 
I never may die;
 
’Tis Jesus, my Savior,
 
Whose coming is nigh.
 
I rest on His promise,
 
I trust His sure word;
 
Then quickly, come quickly,
 
O Jesus, my Lord.
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