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When Jesus comes in glory, 
As Lord and King of kings, 
O what a wondrous story 
The blessed Bible brings: 
His face will shine like the sunlight, 
His head be white as snow, 
His eyes like flaming firelight, 
His feet like brass aglow. 
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His voice like rushing waters 
Will reach with mighty sound 
Into the deepest quarters 
Of all creation round; 
And at this wondrous greeting 
The dead in Christ shall rise, 
Their Lord and Saviour meeting 
In glory in the skies. 
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And we who believing 
And His appearing love, 
Shall know we are receiving 
His glory from above; 
His resurrection power 
Will raise us to the place 
Where we that wondrous hour 
Shall see Him face to face. 
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O hasten Thine appearing 
Thou bright and Morning Star! 
Lord, may we soon be hearing 
The trumpet sound afar; 
They people all are yearning 
To be Thy raptured bride, 
To be Thy own returning 
Be caught up to Thy side. 
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