The voice of truth proclaims with steady might,
“Surely I come, and soon,” the Savior calls,
A word that pierces through the endless night,
To echo loud through hope-filled hearts and halls.
The royal saints redeemed now lift their gaze,
A dawn of grace to call saints to their place,
For in His pledge lies all eternity,
A hope that quickens every longing heart.
The earth itself awaits His promised tread,
Each breath a prayer to lift the saints I love,
When righteousness shall raise the humbled head,
And love shall reign in everlasting peace.
Amen, we cry, with faith both deep and true,
Come, Lord, and lead us forth in triumph new.