InTheLight
The Master's coming draweth near,
The Son of man will soon appear.
His kingdom is at hand.
But ere that glorious day can be.
This Gospel of the Kingdom we
Must preach in every land.
Oh,let us then His coming haste.
and let us end this awful waste
Of souls that never die.
A thousand millions still are lost,
A Saviour's blood has paid the cost.
Oh, hear their dying cry!
They're passing, passing fast away,
a hundred thousand souls a day,
In Christless guilt and gloom.
Oh, Church of Christ, what wilt thou say
When in the awful judgment day
They charge thee with their doom?
-from The Coming One by A.B. Simpson