The day of glory bearing
Its brightness far and near,
The day of Christ’s appearing
We now no longer fear.

He once a spotless victim
For us on Calvary bled;
Jehovah did afflict Him,
And bruised Him in our stead.

To Him by grace united,
We joy in Him alone;
And now by faith delighted,
Behold Him on the throne.

Then let Him come on glory,
Who comes His saints to raise,
To perfect all the story
Of wonder, love and praise.