How sweet are the tid­ings
That greet the pil­grim’s ear,
As he wan­ders in ex­ile from home!
Soon, soon will the Sav­ior in glo­ry ap­pear,
And soon will the king­dom come.

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He’s com­ing, com­ing, com­ing soon I know,
Coming back to this earth again;
And the weary pil­grims will to glo­ry go,
When the Sav­ior comes to reign.

The mos­sy old graves
Where the pil­grims sleep
Shall op­en as wide as before,
And the mill­ions that sleep in the migh­ty deep
Shall live on this earth once more.

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There we’ll meet ne’er to part
In our hap­py Ed­en home,
Sweet songs of re­demp­tion we’ll sing;
From the north, from the south,
All the ran­somed shall come,
And wor­ship our heav’n­ly king.

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Hallelujah, Amen! hal­le­lu­jah again!
Soon, if faith­ful, we all shall be there;
O, be watch­ful, be hope­ful, be joy­ful till then,
And a crown of bright glo­ry we’ll wear.

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