He is coming! our Beloved!

We shall soon behold His face,

Who hath filled our earthen
vessels

With the treasures of His grace;

Who, through all our desert
journey,

Leadeth onward by the light,

O’er the path of faith that
shineth

Through the watches of the night.

 

He is coming! we are looking

For the Day-star in the sky,

And the groaning creature waiteth

The Redeemer from on high:

For He comes to purge His kingdom,

And His sovereign throne to take—

Bid the sword of God in judgment

And avenging power awake.

 

But, ere judgment-seals are
opened,

He will come from off the throne,

With the voice of the archangel

Home to gather all His own.

And the saints of all the ages

His redeeming shout shall hear—

Quick and death, o’er death
triumphing,

Shall in glorious life appear.

 

All who trod faith’s pilgrim
pathway

In the ages that have passed,

Every promise of Jehovah

Shall reap blessedly at last;

And the bride, made meet divinely

For His glory by His grace,

Shall behold, beyond the desert,

Her Beloved face to face!

When redemption’s song resoundeth

O’er creation’s vast domain,

Every tongue shall tribute render

To the Lamb that once was slain—

Judah’s Lion, God’s Anointed,

Lord of all, by all confessed,

Heir of all, shall all inherit—

Satan shall be dispossessed!

 

From the heavenlies, foiled,
defeated,

All his power on high o’erpast,

The accuser of the brethren

With his angels shall be cast.

To the earth the foe malignant

Shall in vengeful wrath descend,

For he knoweth his dominion

Draweth near its doomful end.

 

But, ere dawneth earth’s
redemption,

Comes a night of utter woe:

Unrestrained, the power satanic

As a flood shall overflow.

Though the "everlasting
gospel"

Coming judgment maketh known,

In rebellious pride the creature

The Creator would dethrone.

 

For the worship due Jehovah

Shall the antichrist demand;

Then apostate Jew and Gentile

God shall smite with wrathful hand:

And when passed the tribulation,

And while men’s hearts fail for
fear,

On the clouds of heaven coming

Shall the Son of Man appear.

 

He will come in kingly glory,

And omnipotent in might,

To redeem His earthly people,

And his enemies to smite.

He will come as the Avenger

Of unrighteousness, of blood,

And in fury tread the winepress

Of the holy wrath of God.

 

He will come His purchased kingdom

To redeem from Satan’s sway,

And the nations’ hosts embattled

With the sword divine shall slay:

Sin’s dominion shall be broken,

And the arch-deceiver chained,

And the Light shall shed its glory

Where the power of darkness
reigned.

 

Richly blessing and fulfilling

Every promise to His own,

King of kings He’ll reign in Zion—

David’s Son on David’s throne;

And the nations, yielding homage

Unto God’s anointed King,

Shall their glory and their honor

To His glorious city bring.

 

From the holy, heavenly city

There shall living waters flow,

And the Tree of Life perennial

Shall its healing leaves bestow;

And to utmost isles of ocean,

And from shore to farthest shore,

The Sun of Righteousness o’er all

Its gladdening beams shall pour.

 

In the light and love begotten

Of the knowledge of the Lord,

All kindreds of the earth shall
dwell

In peace and blest accord:

And the jubilant hosanna

That a glorious Israel raise

Shall before His throne commingle

With the Gentile songs of praise.

 

When the Second Man assumeth

Over all His sovereign sway,

All defiling blight shall vanish,

And the curse be done away.

Earth shall yield in blest
profusion;

Every creature-groan shall cease;

All creation bask in blessing

‘Neath His benison of peace.

 

Ah, but e’en the age of blessing

And of glories that transcend,

Shall, like every age preceding,

At the last in judgment end.

For the carnal seed of Adam,

Born in sin, and sin-defiled,

Still impenitent remaineth,

And to God unreconciled.

 

E’en Messiah’s reign millennial,

Though restraining, judging sin,

All unrighteousness suppressing,

Changeth not the heart within.

And the hosts at heart disloyal,

(Though they have obedience
feigned)

Swell the rebel ranks of Satan

When on earth again unchained.

 

Long the fight ‘tween Light and
Darkness

Over all earth’s ages spread,

But the Woman’s Seed shall surely

Bruise at last the serpent’s head.

And when darkness’ power embattled

Dares contest God’s sovereign
claim,

Fire divine in judgment endeth

Earth’s sad tale of sin and shame.

 

But of man’ neath sin’s dominion

Shall the direful fruit be shown,

When the dead, arraigned for
judgment,

Stand before the great white
throne.

Long hath God forborne with evil,

But ’twill reap its due at last,

When the wicked from His presence

Are in outer darkness cast.

 

Power and place supreme were given

Unto the Incarnate Son,

Things on earth and things in
heaven

All to reconcile in one.

All the will Divine accomplished—

All destroyed that held in thrall—

Christ delivers up the kingdom:

God shall then be all in all.

 

For redemption’s full fruition

Lies beyond time’s little span;

God Himself will tabernacle

In eternity with man.

All things new, behold! He maketh;

Former things will pass away;

O’er new heavens and earth
irradiant

Dawneth God’s eternal day!

 

And the sons of
God angelic,

Who acclaimed
earth’s primal morn,

Shall rejoice
with joy exultant

O’er a fallen
world re-born.

They had seen
God’s gracious purpose

Through the
rolling years unfold,

Now the
glorious consummation

They’ll
adoringly behold.

 

New Jerusalem!
God’s city!

Grace enthroned
in light divine,

Shall through
never-ending ages

Tho His praise
and glory shine.

And within its
pearly portals

Ransomed myriads
shall adore—

All the glories
of Immanuel,

Blest beholding,
evermore!

 

And the earth,
in new creation—

Blest abode,
divinely fair—

Shall in holy,
blest communion

God’s eternal
Sabbath share.

And the songs
of earth and heaven

Shall as
fragrant incense blend,

Gladsome praise
and glory giving,

That shall
never, never end.

 

O beloved, He
is coming!

We shall soon
behold His face,

And in highest
heights of glory

Learn how deep
the depths of grace.

All the
triumphs and the glories

Of our souls’
Beloved we’ll see—

But o’er all
His crowning glory

Evermore the Cross
will be!

 

     (From Help
and Food, Vol. 38.)