He comes! Emmanuel comes!

He comes! Emmanuel comes! Jesus, the crucified: The man of Sorrows—He Who bowed His head and died; Who hath redeemed us by His blood; He comes to take us home to God.

He comes! our Advocate Who bears us on His breast, Himself to take us home To His eternal rest: O let this hope dispel each fear, Our great High Priest will soon appear.

He comes! our Shepherd comes, Whose eyelids never sleep, To gather in the skies The thousands of His sheep; Where the eternal fountains spring Of love divine, His flock He'll bring.

He comes! the Heir of all, All shall His power obey: The Bridegroom to His Church His glories shall display: But O His love, what tongue can tell? Eternal! vast! unsearchable!

Behold, I quickly come! Responsive to Thy word The Spirit and the Bride Cry, Even so, O Lord! Naught else can satisfy her heart But to be with Thee where Thou art.