1.   Oh quickly come, dread Judge of all; for, awful though Thine advent be, All shadows from the truth will fall, and falsehood die, in sight of Thee: Oh quickly come; for doubt and fear like clouds dissolve when Thou art near.

2.   Oh quickly come, great King of all, reign all around us, and within; Let sin no more our souls enthrall, let pain and sorrow die with sin: Oh quickly come; for Thou alone canst make Thy scattered people one.

2.   Oh quickly come, true Life of all; for death is mighty all around; On every home his shadows fall, on every heart his mark is found: Oh quickly come; for grief and pain can never cloud Thy glorious reign.

3.   Oh quickly come, sure Light of all for gloomy night broods o’er our way; And weakly souls begin to fall with weary watching for the day: Oh quickly come; for round Thy throne no eye is blind, no night is known.