“COME, LORD JESUS”

Q. Poore

Lord Jesus, come, it is Thy right;

Come in Thy glory, love, and might

To take Thine own, then we shall be

Content for ever Lord, with Thee.

 

How long, Lord Jesus, till Thou’lt come—

To see Thy face Thy people long—

Thou who hast loved us, made us free,

That Thou might’st claim us, Lord, for Thee;

 

Till Thou shalt come, with all Thine own,

And shine through all, on Thine own throne,

When all shall see Thy glories beam,

And Thou shalt reign, O Lord, supreme?

 

E’en now we love Thyself to see,

And by the Spirit near Thee be,

As those who prove His power and love,

His witness to Thyself above.

 

Lord Jesus, come! E’en so Lord, come

And take us to Thy Father’s home,

To that blest place Thou hast prepared,

His love for ever with Thee shared.

1977

 

Published by F. C. Mutton, 22 Christchurch Road, Ilford, Essex, IG1 4QY, England Printed by C. Ellis, Billericay, Essex, England