Lyrics
He comes! Emmanuel comes!
Jesus, the crucified:
The man of Sorrows—He
Who bowed His head and died;
Who hath redeemed us by His blood;
He comes to take
us home to God.
He comes! our Advocate
Who bears us on His breast,
Himself to take us home
To His eternal rest:
O let this hope dispel each fear,
Our great High Priest will soon appear.
He comes! our Shepherd comes,
Whose eyelids never sleep,
To gather in the skies
The thousands of His sheep;
Where the eternal fountains spring
Of love divine, His flock He'll bring.
He comes! the Heir of all,
All shall His power obey:
The Bridegroom to His Church
His glories shall display:
But O His love, what tongue can tell?
Eternal! vast! unsearchable!
Behold, I quickly come!
Responsive to Thy word
The Spirit and the Bride
Cry, Even so, O Lord!
Naught else can satisfy her heart
But to be with Thee where Thou art.