Coming, Coming, Yes, They Are

Chorus

Coming, coming, yes they are, Coming, coming from afar,

Verse 1

From the wild and scorching desert, Afric’s sons awaked from sleep; Jesus’ love has drawn and won them, At His cross they bow and weep.

Verse 2

From the fields and crowded cities, China gathers to His feet; In His love Shem’s gentle children, Now have found a safe retreat.

Verse 3

From the Indus, and the Ganges, Steady flows the living stream, To love’s ocean, to His bosom, Calvary their wond’ring theme.

Verse 4

From the steppes of Russia dreary, From Slavonia’s scattered lands, They are yielding soul and spirit Into Jesus’ loving hands.

Verse 5

From the frozen realms of midnight, Over many a weary mile, To exchange their soul’s long winter For the summer of His smile.

Verse 6

All to meet in plains of glory, All to sing His praises sweet; What a chorus, what a meeting, With the family complete!