Come, O Thou Mighty Savior

Verse 1

Come, O thou mighty Saviour! We look for thine appearing; Descend, we pray, Thy love display, Our waiting spirits cheering.

Verse 2

Come, clothed with glorious power; Let all thy saints adore thee; And let thy Word, The Spirit's sword, Subdue thy foes before thee.

Verse 3

May every heart with gladness, Thine offered grace receiving, Now cease from sin, And, pure within, Have peace in thee believing.

Verse 4

Thou, when thou comest to judgment, On flying clouds descending, May we rejoice, When, at thy voice, The solid earth is rending.