Lo, He Comes From Heaven Descending
1 LO, He comes from heaven descending,
Once for favoured sinners slain;
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of His train:
Jesus comes, and comes to reign!
2 See the Saviour, long expected,
Now in solemn pomp appear;
And His saints, by man rejected,
All His heavenly glory share;
See the Son of Man appear!
3 Lo, the tokens of His passion,
Though in glory, still He bears,
Cause of endless exultation
To His ransomed worshippers;
Christ, the Lamb of God appears.
4 'Tis Thy heavenly bride and Spirit,
Jesus, Lord, that bids Thee come
All the glory to inherit
And to take Thy people home:
Groans and travails till Thou come.
5 Israel's race shall now behold Thee
Full of grace and majesty;
Though they set at nought and sold Thee,
Pierced and nailed Thee to the tree,
They in glory
Shall their great Messiah see.
6 Yea, Amen, let all adore Thee
High on Thine exalted throne:
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdoms for Thine own:
Come, Lord Jesus,
Hallelujah, come, Lord, come.