In These, The Closing Days Of Time

In these, the closing days of time,

What joy the glorious hope affords,

That soon-O wondrous truth sublime!

He shall reign, King of kings and Lord of Lords.

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He's coming soon, He's coming soon;

With joy we welcome His returning;

It may be morn, it may be night or noon-

We know He's coming soon.

The signs around-in earth and air,

Or painted on the starlit sky,

God's faithful witnesses-declare

That the coming of the Savior draweth nigh.

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The dead in Christ who 'neath us lie,

In countless numbers, all shall rise

When through the portals of the sky

He shall come to prepare our paradise.

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And we, who living, yet remain,

Caught up, shall meet our faithful Lord;

This hope we cherish not in vain,

But we comfort one another by this word.

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