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1. Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain!
Thousands, thousand saints, attending,
Swell the triumph of his train:
Jesus comes—and comes to reign.
2. Every eye shall now behold him,
Robed in dreadful majesty!
Those who set at nought and sold him,
Pierced, and nailed him to the tree,
Shall the true Messiah see!
3. When the solemn trump has sounded,
Heav'n and earth shall flee away;
All who hate him must, confounded,
Hear the summons of that day—
"Come to judgment!—
Come to judgment!—come away."
4. Yea, amen!—let all adore thee,
High on the eternal throne!
Savior, take the pow'r and glory;
Make thy righteous sentence known!
Oh come quickly—
Claim the kingdom for thine own!