Christ is coming ! let creation From her groans and travail cease; Let the glorious proclamation Hope restore and faith increase:
Christ is coming I Christ is coming ! Come, Thou blessed Prince of Peace ! Christ is coming ! Christ is coming ! Come, Thou blessed Prince of Peace !
2. Earth can now but tell the story Of Thy bitter cross and pain; She shall yet behold Thy glory When Thou comest back to reign.
3. Though once cradled in a manger, Oft no pillow but the sod; Here an alien and a stranger, Mocked of men, disowned of God:
4. Long Thy exiles have been pining, Far from rest, and home, and Thee; But, in heavenly vesture shining, Soon they shall Thy glory see.
5. With that "blessed hope" before us, Let no harp remain unstrung; Let the mighty ransomed chorus Onward roll from tongue to tongue.