Hark! Hark! Hear the glad tidings,
Soon, soon, Jesus will come,
Robed, robed, in honor and glory,
To gather His ransomed ones home.
Yes, yes, oh, yes, to gather His ransomed ones home.

Joy, joy, sound it more loudly,
Sing, sing, glory to God;
Soon, soon, Jesus is coming,
Publish the tidings abroad.
Yes, yes, oh, yes, publish the tidings abroad.

Now, now, through a glass darkly,
Shine, shine, visions to come;
Soon, soon, we shall behold Him,
Cloudless and bright in our home.
Yes, yes, oh, yes, cloudless and bright in our home.

Long, long, have we been waiting,
Who, who, love His blest name;
Now, now, we are delighting,
Jesus is near to proclaim.
Yes, yes, oh, yes, Jesus is near to proclaim.

Still, still, rest on the promise,
Cling, cling, fast to His word;
Wait, wait, if He should tarry,
We’ll patiently wait for the Lord.
Yes, yes, oh, yes, we’ll patiently wait for the Lord.