131 Lo, He Comes with Clouds Descending
Behold, He cometh with clouds.
Lo, he comes with clouds descending,
Once for favour’d sinners slain;
Thousand, thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of his train.
Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign.
Every eye shall now behold him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold him,
Pierced and nailed him to the tree,
Shall the true Messiah see.
Those dear tokens of his passion
Still his dazzling body bears;
Cause of endless exultation
To his ransom’d worshipers
With what rapture,
Gaze we on those glorious scars!
Yea, Amen! Let all adore thee,
High on thy eternal throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for thine own.
Everlasting God, come down!