|Text:||How Sweet Are the Tidings|
|Composer:||John Rogers Thomas|
1. How sweet are the tidings that greet the pilgrim’s ear,
As he wanders in exile from home!
Soon, soon will the Savior in glory appear,
And soon will the kingdom come.
He’s coming, coming, coming soon I know,
Coming back to this earth again;
And the weary pilgrims will to glory go,
When the Savior comes to reign.
2. The mossy old graves where the pilgrims sleep
Shall open as wide as before,
And the millions that sleep in the mighty deep
Shall live on this earth once more. [Refrain]
3. There we’ll meet ne’er to part in our happy Eden home,
Sweet songs of redemption we’ll sing;
From the north, from the south, all the ransomed shall come,
And worship our heav’nly King. [Refrain]
4. Hallelujah, Amen! hallelujah again!
Soon, if faithful, we all shall be there;
O, be watchful, be hopeful, be joyful till then,
And a crown of bright glory we’ll wear. [Refrain]
|First Line:||How sweet are the tidings that greet the pilgrim's ear|
|Title:||How Sweet Are the Tidings|
|Refrain First Line:||He's coming, coming, coming soon I know|
|Composer:||John Rogers Thomas (1858, arr. )|
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