XXXVI. Oh! how I have long'd for the coming of God

1 Oh! how I have long'd for the coming of God—
And sought him, by praying and searching his word.
With watching and fasting my soul was oppress'd,
Nor would I give over 'till Jesus had bless'd.

2 The news of his mercy at length I did hear,
According to promise he answer'd my prayer—
And glory is open'd in floods, on my soul!
Salvation from Zion's beginning to roll.

3 The news of his mercy is spreading abroad,
And sinners come crying and weeping to God;
Their mourning and praying is heard very loud,
And many's found favour in Jesus's blood.

4 Here's more, my dear Saviour, that falls at thy feet,
Opprest by a burthen enormously great.
Oh! raise me, my Jesus, to tell of thy love,
And shout hallelujah with angels above.

5 I'll sing and I'll shout, and I'll shout and I'll sing,
O God make the nations in praises to ring.
With loud acclamations of Jesus's love,
And carry us all to the city above.

6 We'll wait for his chariot, it seems to draw near,
O come, my dear Saviour, let glory appear,
We long to be singing and shouting above,
With angels, o'erwhelm'd in Jesus's love.

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First Line: Oh! how I have long'd for the coming of God
Language: English
Publication Date: 1801
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