Welcome sight! the Lord des­cend­ing!
Jesus in the clouds ap­pears;
Lo! the Sav­ior comes, in­tend­ing
Now to dry His peo­ple’s tears.
Lo! the Sav­ior comes to reign:
Welcome to His wait­ing train.

Long they mourned their ab­sent mas­ter;
Long they felt like men for­lorn;
Bid the sea­sons fly still fast­er,
While they sighed for His re­turn:
Lo! the pe­ri­od comes at last;
All their sor­rows now are past.

Now from home no longer ban­ished,
They are go­ing to their rest;
Though the hea­vens and earth have van­ished,
With their Lord they shall be blest:
Blest with Him His saints shall be;
Blest through­out eter­ni­ty!

Happy peo­ple! grace un­bound­ed,
Grace alone, ex­alts you thus:
Be ashamed, and be con­found­ed;
Sing for ev­er—Not to us,
Not to us be glo­ry giv­en—
Glory to the God of Hea­ven!