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In these, the closing days of time,
What joy the glorious hope affords,
That soon—O wondrous truth sublime!
He shall reign, King of kings
and Lord of Lords.
He’s coming soon,
He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His returning;
It may be morn,
it may be night or noon—
We know He’s coming soon.
The signs around—
in earth and air,
Or painted on the starlit sky,
God’s faithful witnesses—declare
That the coming of
the Savior draweth nigh.
He’s coming soon,
He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His returning;
It may be morn,
it may be night or noon—
We know He’s coming soon.
The dead in Christ who ’neath us lie,
In countless numbers, all shall rise
When through the portals of the sky
He shall come
to prepare our paradise.
He’s coming soon,
He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His returning;
It may be morn,
it may be night or noon—
We know He’s coming soon.
And we, who living, yet remain,
Caught up, shall meet
our faithful Lord;
This hope we cherish not in vain,
But we comfort one another
by this word.
He’s coming soon,
He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His returning;
It may be morn,
it may be night or noon—
We know He’s coming soon.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 10 and refrain
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Dates:
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c.1918
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Bible Refs:
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1 Th 4:16-17;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LILIUOKALANI
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Meter:
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8 8 8 10 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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c.1918
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echo ' | ';
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