#899He's coming once again

Tune: Verdi
Meter: S.M.D.
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He's coming once again, To set his people free; That where he is, in glory bright, D.S.—He comes, in majesty sublime, His saints may also be. Then lift the drooping head, Look up, rejoice and sing; See yonder, Fount Glorious King!
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The earth shall quake with fear, The heavens shall flee away; And where shall guilty man appear In that tremendous day? No refuge then is left, No shelter from the blast; The meek of vengeance with the sky When mercy's day is past.
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His eyes of living flame, The wicked shall devour; No tongue will lightly speak the name Of Jesus in that hour. No scorn, no words of hate For his meek followers then; But prayers and tears that come too late Will mark earth's mighty men.

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