Hymn/Song Information

We have reached an awful era in the

We have reached an awful era
in the onward flight of years,
While the nations are in slumber,
crying “peace” ’mid drowning fears;
Lo, the shadows of creation
lengthen to the eventide,
The Lord is surely coming
to receive His holy bride.

We shall see the Savior coming,
Coming in the glory
of His Father’s throne;
In that sweet and golden morning,
He will come to crown His own

Every human structure ’round us
crumbles from the mighty shock,
While we stand upon the summit
of the everlasting Rock;
Mighty heralds, swiftly flying,
sound the news from shore to shore,
The Bridegroom is returning,
and already at the door.

We shall see the Savior coming,
Coming in the glory
of His Father’s throne;
In that sweet and golden morning,
He will come to crown His own

Oh, our glorious King is coming
from His country far away,
For He has received a kingdom
that shall stand eternally;
And the saints, in all the greatness
and the glory of His reign,
Shall rise with songs of triumph
and extol His holy name.

We shall see the Savior coming,
Coming in the glory
of His Father’s throne;
In that sweet and golden morning,
He will come to crown His own