The P.P. Bliss Lyric Archive

When Jesus Comes

Down life's dark vale we wander
Till Jesus comes;
We watch and wonder,
Till Jesus comes.
Oh, let me lamp be burning
When Jesus comes,
For him my soul is yearning,
When Jesus comes.

All joy, his lov'd ones bringing,
When Jesus comes;
All praise thro' heaven ringing,
When Jesus comes;
All beauty bright and vernal,
When Jesus comes;
All glory, grand, eternal,
When Jesus comes.

No more heart-pangs nor sadness,
When Jesus comes;
All peace and joy and gladness
When Jesus comes;
All doubts and fears will vanish
When Jesus comes;
All gloom his face will banish,
When Jesus comes.

All joy, his lov'd ones bringing,
When Jesus comes;
All praise thro' heaven ringing,
When Jesus comes;
All beauty bright and vernal,
When Jesus comes;
All glory, grand, eternal,
When Jesus comes.

He'll know the way was dreary,
When Jesus comes;
He'll know the feet grow weary,
When Jesus comes;
He'll know what griefs oppressed me,
When Jesus comes;
Oh, how his arms will rest me!
When Jesus comes.

All joy, his lov'd ones bringing,
When Jesus comes;
All praise thro' heaven ringing,
When Jesus comes;
All beauty bright and vernal,
When Jesus comes;
All glory, grand, eternal,
When Jesus comes.