The Master Is Come

Verse 1

“The Master is come,” O penitent one, He brings thee forgiveness and love; The cup that He drain’d thy pardon has won— Thy title to mansions above.

Chorus

“The Master is come and calleth for thee,” O soul heavy laden, oppressed, He calleth for thee, He calleth for thee, Draw near unto Him and find rest.

Verse 2

“The Master is come,” O laborer know The seed thou art sowing in tears, Thro’ sunshine and storm shall blossom and grow To ripen in heaven’s bright years.

Verse 3

“The Master is come,” O pilgrim, whose way Has lain in the shadow so long, Thy path will lead home to portals of day— To joy and redemption’s glad song.

Verse 4

“The Master is come,” O mourner rejoice, He robs even death of its sting; Thy lov’d shall awake at sound of His voice To dwell evermore with the King.