Watch ye therefore: for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning.
Mark 13:35
Words: H. L. Turner, in Gospel Hymns No. 3, by Ira D. Sankey, James McGranahan & George C. Stebbins (Chicago, Illinois and Cincinnati, Ohio: Biglow & Main and John Church, 1878), number 18.
Music: James McGranahan, 1878 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Turner’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
It may be at morn,
When the day is awaking,
When sunlight through darkness
And shadow is breaking
That Jesus will come
In the fullness of glory
To receive from the world His own.
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O Lord Jesus, how long, how long
Ere we shout the glad song,
Christ returneth! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen.
Hallelujah! Amen.
It may be at midday,
It may be at twilight,
It may be, perchance,
That the blackness of midnight
Will burst into light
In the blaze of His glory,
When Jesus receives His own.
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While its hosts cry Hosanna,
From Heaven descending,
With glorified saints
And the angels attending,
With grace on His brow,
Like a halo of glory,
Will Jesus receive His own.
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Oh, joy! oh, delight!
Should we go without dying,
No sickness, no sadness,
So dread and no crying.
Caught up through the clouds
With our Lord into glory,
When Jesus receives His own.
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