The Awakening

Verse 1

The morning breaks, ’tis bright and clear, The shadows of the night are flying swift away; A stirring cry salutes the ear: Jesus is coming soon.

Chorus

The song of jubilee, It sweeps o’er land and sea; With thousand voices strong The chorus speeds along— One word of hope and cheer: The kingdom now is near, Jesus is coming soon, Jesus is coming soon!

Verse 2

By form and creed are millions bound, But God hath sent the Word to loose the iron band— Deliverance dawns with this glad sound: Jesus is coming soon.

Verse 3

Salvation nears—the saints arise, And from the sleep of death the slumb’ring nations wake; We too shall mount the starry skies. Jesus is coming soon.

Verse 4

Our glorious King is coming soon— It may be darkest night, it may be morn or noon; In glory then His saints will reign. Jesus is coming soon.

Verse 5

Awake, ye nations, from the dead, With everlasting joy let praise your tongues employ; By this sweet hope be comforted; Jesus is coming soon.

Verse 6

All praise and glory to His name! The King of kings is He, earth’s Sov’reign yet to be; Let all the saints aloud proclaim, Jesus is coming soon.