
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #97 (1867) Lyrics: 1 The Lord will come! the earth shall quake;
The mountains to their centre shake;
And, withering from the vault of night,
The stars withdraw their feeble light.
2 The Lord shall come! but not the same
As once in lowly form He came--
A silent Lamb before His foes,
A weary man, and full of woes.
3 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form,
With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,
On cherub-wings, and wings of wind,
Anointed Judge of human kind.
4 Can this be He, who wont to stray
A pilgrim on the world's highway;
By power oppressed, and mocked by pride--
The Nazarene, the Crucified?
5 Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain;
Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain;
But faith, victorious o'er the tomb,
Shall sing for joy, The Lord is come.
Topics: God the Son Second Advent Languages: English
The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake