Refrain
Coming, coming, yes they are,
Coming, coming from afar,
1. From the wild and scorching desert,
Afric’s sons awaked from sleep;
Jesus’ love has drawn and won them,
At His cross they bow and weep. [Refrain]
2. From the fields and crowded cities,
China gathers to His feet;
In His love Shem’s gentle children,
Now have found a safe retreat. [Refrain]
3. From the Indus, and the Ganges,
Steady flows the living stream,
To love’s ocean, to His bosom,
Calvary their wond’ring theme. [Refrain]
4. From the steppes of Russia dreary,
From Slavonia’s scattered lands,
They are yielding soul and spirit
Into Jesus’ loving hands. [Refrain]
5. From the frozen realms of midnight,
Over many a weary mile,
To exchange their soul’s long winter
For the summer of His smile. [Refrain]
6. All to meet in plains of glory,
All to sing His praises sweet;
What a chorus, what a meeting,
With the family complete! [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #775