The Lord our Sav­ior will appear;
His day is nigh at hand;
The signs be­speak His com­ing near,
And all may un­der­stand.

Behold, He comes! He comes to reign
On earth with all His saints;
Then Je­sus, Lamb of God once slain,
Will end our long com­plaints.

The prince of dark­ness He will bind;
The hosts of hell o’er­throw;
And Sa­tan, in th’ab­yss con­fined,
The pow­er of Christ shall know.

Then those who suf­fered for His name,
Those who ob­eyed His word,
Shall rise in glo­ry, and pro­claim
The good­ness of their Lord.

The won­ders of that hap­py age
What mor­tal can declare?
We view with joy the sac­red page,
For we can read them there.