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In His love our lives we hide—
    He will come;
By His promises abide,
    For He will come.
Our inheritance is sure;
Marvel ye that we endure?

Watch ye all beneath the sun—
    He will come!—
Winning what ye ne'er have won
    When He shall come;
Better things than life hath brought,
Greater things than time hath wrought.

Life and time will fleet away;
    He will come;
Then your nay must still be nay
    When He is come;
Till that day He intercedes;
Still as on His cross tie pleads.

Watch! and if the hours seem long
    Till He come,
Sing with us Faith's perfect song:
    "Lord Jesus, come!"
Sweet, oh, sweet the time if we
Watching, faithful grow as He!