Till He Come

Verse 1

"Till he come!" O let the words linger on the trembling chords; let the "little while" between in their golden light be seen; let us think how heav'n and home lie beyond that "Till he come."

Verse 2

See, the feast of love is spread, drink the wine and break the bread - sweet memorials - till the Lord call us round his heav'nly board; some from earth, from glory some, severed only "Till he come!"