He is coming, the “Man of Sorrows,”
Now exalted on high;
He is coming with loud hosannas,
In the clouds of the sky.
He is coming again;
And with joy we shall gather round Him,
At his coming to reign.
He is coming, our loving Saviour,
Blessed Lamb that was slain;
In the glory of God the Father,
On the earth He shall reign.:
He is coming, our Lord and Master,
Our Redeemer and king;
We shall see Him in all His beauty,
And His praise we shall sing.
He shall gather His chosen people,
Who are called by His name;
And the ransomed of ev’ry nation,
For His own He shall claim.
Alice Monteith and Ira D. Sankey