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In Thine own word, oh, blessèd Lord
Thy coming is foretold;
We can not say how soon the day
Will dawn and we behold
The wondrous token, of Thy word spoken,
Thy coming for Thine own.
O coming King of kings,
My heart with rapture sings,
I’ll tell the story of Thy glory,
Coming King of kings.
Oh, grant that we ere long may see
Thy coming in the sky,
In splendor bright and raiment white,
With angels from on high;
Oh, speed the dawning of that glad morning,
The coming of the King. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #1033