It May Be At Morn

It may be at morn, when the day is awaking; When sunlight thru darkness and shadow is breaking;

That Jesus will come in the fullness of glory, to receive from the world His own!

O Lord Jesus, how long, how long, when we shout the glad song:

“Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen! Hallelujah! Amen!”

It may be at midday, it may be at twilight, it may be per-chance, that the blackness of midnight,

Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory, When Jesus receives His own!

O Lord Jesus, how long, how long, when we shout the glad song:

“Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen! Hallelujah! Amen!”

While hosts cry Hosanna from heaven descending, With glorified saints and the angels attending,

With grace on His brow like a halo of glory, Will Jesus receive His own!

O Lord Jesus, how long, how long, when we shout the glad song:

“Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen! Hallelujah! Amen!”

O Joy! O delight, should we go without dying, No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying,

Caught up thru the clouds with our Lord into glory, When Jesus receives His own!

O Lord Jesus, how long, how long, when we shout the glad song:

“Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen! Hallelujah! Amen!”