We hear tell of the Lord's coming
The news is in the songs we sing
Listen to what the prophets say
They fortell the hour, tell the day.
The advent of the Lord is near.
He comes as sunlight glimmering
Radiant as the new dayspring.
O Rising Sun, warm me I pray.
The Lord is near.
He comes as of nations ruling.
Over all His subjects watching,
Keeping us to the narrow way.
All His majesty is displayed.
O King of Nations, bells shall ring.
The Lord is near.
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