Music by George F. Root, words by Hannah K. Burlingham
I'm waiting for You, Lord,
Your beauty to view, Lord;
I'm waiting for You, for Your coming again.
You've gone over there, Lord,
A place to prepare, Lord;
Your home I shall share at Your coming again.
In dangers and fears, Lord,
I'm oft weary here, Lord;
The day must be near of Your coming again.
It's all sunshine there, Lord,
No sighing nor care, Lord,
But glory so fair, at Your coming again.
While You are away, Lord,
I stumble and stray, Lord;
Oh, hasten the day of Your coming again!
This is not my rest, Lord,
A pilgrim confessed, Lord,
I wait to be blessed at Your coming again.
Even now let my ways, Lord,
Be bright with Your praise, Lord;
For brief are the days till Your coming again.
I'm waiting for You, Lord,
Your beauty to view, Lord;
No triumph for me, like Your coming again.