119 - The Coming King Is at the Door

The coming King is at the door, Who once the cross for sinners bore,
But now the righteous ones alone, He comes to gather home.

REFRAIN

At the door, at the door, At the door, yes, even at the door;
He is coming, He is coming, He is even at the door.

The signs that show His coming near Are fast fulfilling year by year,
And soon we'll hail the glorious dawn Of heaven's eternal morn.

REFRAIN

At the door, at the door, At the door, yes, even at the door;
He is coming, He is coming, He is even at the door.

Look not on earth for strife to cease, Look not below for joy and peace,
Until the Saviour comes again To banish death and sin.

REFRAIN

At the door, at the door, At the door, yes, even at the door;
He is coming, He is coming, He is even at the door.

Then in the glorious earth made new We'll dwell the countless ages through; This mortal shall immortal be, And time, eternity.

REFRAIN

At the door, at the door, At the door, yes, even at the door;
He is coming, He is coming, He is even at the door.