Hymn/Song Information

Are you ready waiting for the Lord See

Are you ready,
waiting for the Lord?
See, the signs proclaim Him near,
In the awful thunders of His word,
Now His coming steps we hear.

Thou art coming, O my Savior,
Who can stand Thy flaming light?
Now the burning of Thy Spirit
Sweeps away the words of night;
Quickly coming in Thy glory,
With Thy bright, angelic train,
We shall see Thee in Thy beauty,
And forever with Thee reign.

Now are many running
to and fro,
Spreading holiness around,
And the evening light
begins to glow—
Soon we’ll hear
the trumpet’s sound.

Thou art coming, O my Savior,
Who can stand Thy flaming light?
Now the burning of Thy Spirit
Sweeps away the words of night;
Quickly coming in Thy glory,
With Thy bright, angelic train,
We shall see Thee in Thy beauty,
And forever with Thee reign.

Hark! the solemn warning unto all,
Judgment’s coming, oh, how soon;
Flee, O man, at Mercy’s final call,
Heaven trembles at your doom.

Thou art coming, O my Savior,
Who can stand Thy flaming light?
Now the burning of Thy Spirit
Sweeps away the words of night;
Quickly coming in Thy glory,
With Thy bright, angelic train,
We shall see Thee in Thy beauty,
And forever with Thee reign.

As the lightning flashes
east to west,
Comes the Lord in flaming fire;
Oh, what glory thrills
each holy breast!
Sinners melt beneath His ire.

Thou art coming, O my Savior,
Who can stand Thy flaming light?
Now the burning of Thy Spirit
Sweeps away the words of night;
Quickly coming in Thy glory,
With Thy bright, angelic train,
We shall see Thee in Thy beauty,
And forever with Thee reign.

Christ is coming,
oh, the heav’nly sight!
Our Beloved can’t delay,
For His bride is robed
in snowy white,
Ready for that glorious day.

Thou art coming, O my Savior,
Who can stand Thy flaming light?
Now the burning of Thy Spirit
Sweeps away the words of night;
Quickly coming in Thy glory,
With Thy bright, angelic train,
We shall see Thee in Thy beauty,
And forever with Thee reign.