542
We Know Not The Time When He Cometh
Tagalog 121
WAITING AND WATCHING  9.8.9.8.D.
Refrain  [1]  [2]  [3] 
SABBATH SCHOOL
Waiting and watching, waiting and watching, Waiting and watching, yes, waiting for Thee,
Waiting and watching,
Waiting and watching, yes waiting for Thee;
Still waiting and watching for Thee
Waiting and watching, yes, waiting and watching.
We know not the time when He cometh,
At even, or midnight, or morn;
It may be at deepening twilight;
It may be at earliest dawn.
He bids us to watch and be ready.
Nor suffer our lights to grow dim,
That when He shall come, He may find us
All waiting and watching for Him.
I think of His wonderful pity,
The price our salvation hath cost;
He left the bright mansions of glory
To suffer and die for the lost.
And sometimes I think it will please Him,
When those whom He died to redeem
Rejoice in the hope of His coming
I'm waiting and watching for Him.
O Jesus, my loving Redeemer,
Thou knowest I cherish as dear
The hope that mine eyes shall behold Thee,
That I shall Thine own welcome hear!
If to some as a judge Thou appearest,
Who forth from Thy presence would flee,
A Friend most beloved I'll greet Thee,
I'm waiting and watching for Thee.

We know not the time when He cometh,
At even, or midnight, or morn;
It may be at deepening twilight;
It may be at earliest dawn.
He bids us to watch and be ready.
Nor suffer our lights to grow dim,
That when He shall come, He may find us
All waiting and watching for Him.

Refrain
Waiting and watching, waiting and watching,
Waiting and watching, yes, waiting for Thee,
Waiting and watching,
Waiting and watching, yes waiting for Thee;
Still waiting and watching for Thee
Waiting and watching, yes, waiting and watching.

I think of His wonderful pity,
The price our salvation hath cost;
He left the bright mansions of glory
To suffer and die for the lost.
And sometimes I think it will please Him,
When those whom He died to redeem
Rejoice in the hope of His coming
I'm waiting and watching for Him.

O Jesus, my loving Redeemer,
Thou knowest I cherish as dear
The hope that mine eyes shall behold Thee,
That I shall Thine own welcome hear!
If to some as a judge Thou appearest,
Who forth from Thy presence would flee,
A Friend most beloved I'll greet Thee,
I'm waiting and watching for Thee.

   
   S. M. H. Will H. Pontius   
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