Brethren Archive Exploring the history of some of those known as "Plymouth Brethren", and a few other things.


NUMBER: 323

The Lord Himself Shall Come

by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

* Verse 4 by J. N. Darby

Tune: Festal Song S.M.


1 THE Lord Himself shall come
And shout a quickening word;
Thousands shall answer from the tomb;
"For ever with the Lord".

2 Then as we upward fly,
That resurrection-word
Shall be our shout of victory:
"For ever with the Lord".

3 How shall we meet those eyes?
Ours on Himself we'll cast,
And own ourselves the Saviour's prize,
Mercy from first to last.

4 There with unwearied gaze
Our eyes on Him we'll rest,
And satisfy with endless praise
Our hearts supremely blest.

5 Knowing as we are known,
How shall we love that word!
How oft repeat before the throne,
"For ever with the Lord!"

6 That resurrection-word,
That shout of victory!
Once more "For ever with the Lord,"
Amen, so let it be.





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