Long we’ve waited, blest Redeemer,
                                        
                                        Waited for the first bright ray
                                        
                                        Of the morn when sin and sorrow
                                        
                                        At Thy presence flee away;
                                        
                                        But our vigil’s nearly over;
                                        
                                        Hope of Heav’n, oh, priceless boon!
                                        
                                        In the east the glow appearing,
                                        
                                        Christ is coming—coming soon.
                                        
                                        In the east the glow appearing,
                                        
                                        Christ is coming—coming soon.