1 My soul is happy when I hear
The Saviour is so nigh,
And longs to see his sign appear
Upon the opening sky.

2 I love to wait, and watch, and pray,
And trust his living word,
And feel the coming of that day
No longer is deferred.

3 Then, waiting brethren, let us sing,
He will not tarry long,
And fill with joy the hours that bring
The glory of our song.

4 Yes, he will come; no longer fear,
Though earth and hell assail;
His word attests the moment near,
And that can never fail.