1 'TIS not far off --- the hour
When Christ will claim His own!
We soon shall hear that voice of power,
The Lord Himself shall come.
2 The days are passing by;
The years flow on apace;
Lord Jesus! Thy return draws nigh;
We long to see Thy face.
3 Eternal in the heavens,
Is our prepared abode ---
Radiant and pure, in light divine,
The building of our God.
4 Then rest, divinely sweet,
Our pilgrim feet shall know;
And through that blest eternity
What tides of praise shall flow!
5 Come quickly, blessed Lord!
Like exiles here we roam;
Fulfil to us Thy gracious word,
Lord Jesus, take us home.
