1 When Jesus comes in glory, As Lord and King of kings, O what a wondrous story The blessed Bible brings: His face will shine like the sunlight, His head be white as snow, His eyes like flaming firelight, His feet like brass aglow. 2 His voice like rushing waters Will reach with mighty sound Into the deepest quarters Of all creation round; And at this wondrous greeting The dead in Christ shall rise, Their Lord and Saviour meeting In glory in the skies. 3 And we who believing And His appearing love, Shall know we are receiving His glory from above; His resurrection power Will raise us to the place Where we that wondrous hour Shall see Him face to face. 4 O hasten Thine appearing Thou bright and Morning Star! Lord, may we soon be hearing The trumpet sound afar; They people all are yearning To be Thy raptured bride, To be Thy own returning Be caught up to Thy side.