Text: | Look, my brethren, see the tokens |
Author: | S. S. Brewer |
1 Look, my brethren, see the tokens
O'er the earth abroad,
All that holy seers have spoken
In the word of God.
Chorus:
Hold the faith, the Lord is coming,
Joy, the kingdom's near;
Let your lamps be trimmed and burning,
Christ will soon appear.
2 Now the pent up wrath of nations
Girds the sword for war;
Men and demons high in station
Sound the blast afar. [Chorus]
3 See the mighty men are waking
For the gory strife;
Thrones and sceptres now are shaking,
Vengeance now is rife. [Chorus]
4 Swift the sands of time are running,
Day of doom draws near;
Soon with all his angels coming,
Throne and Judge appear. [Chorus]
5 Then redemption's wondrous story
Is forever told
In God's kingdom filled with glory,
On its streets of gold. [Chorus]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Look, my brethren, see the tokens |
Author: | S. S. Brewer |
Refrain First Line: | Hold the faith, the Lord is coming |
Publication Date: | 1902 |
Notes: | Tune: "Hold the Fort" |