Lo! he comes with clouds descending,
Once for favor'd sinners slain;
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of his train;
God appears on earth to reign.
2 Every eye shall now behold him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at nought and sold him,
Pierced and nailed him to the tree,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 Now redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear;
All his saints, by men rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air;
See the day of God appear.
4 Yea, Amen; let all adore thee,
High on thine eternal throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory;
Claim the kingdom for thine own.
O come quickly,
Everlasting God, come down.