Scripture Verse

Come, Lord Jesus. Revelation 22:20

Introduction

Words: Tho­mas Sul­li­van, 1894. Ap­peared in Soul Win­ning Songs, Part 1, by Pe­ter Bi­lhorn (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: P. P. Bil­horn, 1896), num­ber 48.

Music: Whist­ler Scotch song, ar­ranged by Pe­ter P. Bil­horn, 1894 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Sul­li­van (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

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Peter P. Bilhorn
1865–1936

Lyrics

I am waiting for the dawning
Of that radiant golden day,
When before His kingly splendor,
All the mists shall fade away.
For the morning that shall bring,
Borne aloft on angels’ wing,
In a cloud of glory seated,
Christ, my glorious, coming king.
For the morning that shall bring,
Borne aloft on angels’ wing,
In a cloud of glory seated,
Christ, my glorious, coming king.

I am longing now to meet Him,
To hear His welcome voice
When His chosen ones shall greet Him,
While the martyred saints rejoice.
Then the trumpet sound shall ring!
And the hosts angelic sing!
O! with rapture I shall meet Him,
Christ, my glorious coming king.
Then the trumpet sound shall ring!
And the hosts angelic sing!
O! with rapture I shall meet Him,
Christ, my glorious coming king.

Soon I hope to hear the summons
To call the ransomed home.
And I watch and wait the message
That shall tell my Lord has come.
Then, caught up to met my king
With the ransomed ones I’ll sing
Praises to the Lamb victorious,
Christ my glorious Lord and King.
Then, caught up to met my king
With the ransomed ones I’ll sing
Praises to the Lamb victorious,
Christ my glorious Lord and King.