Savior, Long Thy Saints Have Waited

Verse 1

Savior, long Thy saints have waited— Centuries have passed away Since the promise first was given Of a glorious Advent day. Grey and old the world is growing, Loud the scoffer’s boast is heard; But our hearts are peaceful knowing We may rest upon Thy word.

Chorus

Surely I come quickly! Surely I come quickly! Surely I come quickly! Amen, Lord Jesus, come!

Verse 2

Lo! the fig tree buds and blossoms; Lo! the shadows flee away; Glad we lift our heads expectant, Brief will now be Thy delay. Thou to raise the dead art able, O’er the grave Thou didst prevail; Heav’n and earth may prove unstable, But Thy word can never fail.

Verse 3

Precious, precious parting promise! Sweetly linger in our ears, Brightly gleam amid our darkness, Gently soothe away our fears; Ever nerve us for the conflict, Ever fill our souls with joy; Christ will come and will not tarry— Nothing can our hope destroy.