The golden morning is fast approaching;
Jesus soon will come
To take his faithful and happy children
To their promised home.
The gospel summons will soon
To the nations round;
The Bridegroom then will cease to tarry
And the trumpet sound.
Attended by all the shining angels,
Down the flaming sky
The Judge will come, and will take
Where they will not die.
There those loved ones who have
Will all meet that day;
The tears of those who are broken-hearted
Will be wiped away.