He comes with clouds; and every eye shall see Him, and they also that pierced Him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of Him.@Revelation 1:7
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William C. Dix (1837–1898)

Will­iam C. Dix, A Vi­sion of All Saints, and Other Po­ems (Lon­don: John Hodg­es, 1871), pages 12–13.

Ri­ve­ra, adapt­ed from Dmi­tri S. Bort­ni­an­sky, 1825 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Dmitri S. Bortniansky (1752–1825)

God cometh, let the heart prepare,
Let all be swept and garnished there.
Not as the Babe of Bethlehem:
He comes to doom, to diadem.

Not as the scorned, the crucified,
The Bridegroom seeks His waiting bride.
With clouds He comes, and every eye
Shall see the Judge of souls draw nigh.

The trump shall sound, and cohorts bright
Will swell His train of wondrous might.
Behold, He standeth at the door,
The Christ whose pity we implore.

God cometh, let the heart prepare,
Deep let the Cross be planted there.
So when the sign in Heaven appears,
The Cross within shall stay our fears.