Art Thou He that Should Come?

Verse 1

Art Thou He that should come, dear Lord? Then why are we bound in prison? Why is our night so sad and long? Why is our Light not risen?

Chorus

Wait, brother, for the day is breaking, Dreary night shall roll away; All the shadows round thee gathering Soon shall melt in a glorious day.

Verse 2

Art Thou He that should come, dear Lord? Then why are the sad hearts crying? Why are the poor still trampled down? Why are the needy dying?

Verse 3

Art Thou He that was promised, Lord? O hear Thou the captives weeping; See how the tide of sin and woe Wide o’er the world is sweeping.