Time with its tempests is passing away,
Some day, and soon it may be,
Jesus will come, oh, that glorious day!
Coming in glory for me.
The day of all days is coming at last,
The day of all days when sorrows are past,
The day of all days when I thro’ His grace
Shall see with delight His wonderful face.
Oh, what a wonderful joy to be there,
Praising the Lamb that was slain;
Rising to meet Him, caught up in the air!
Oh, He is coming again.
That is the wonderful day of all days,
That day when time shall be o’er;
Tongues of all nations will sing of His praise
On fair eternity’s shore.