CH1941, Hymn #542

Verse 1
We know not the time when he cometh,
At even, or midnight, or morn;
It may be at deepening twilight,
It may be at earliest dawn.
He bids us to watch and be ready,
Nor suffer our lights to grow dim;
That, when he may come, he will find us
All waiting and watching for him.

Verse 2
I think of his wonderful pity,
The price our salvation hath cost;
He left the bright mansions of glory
To suffer and die for the lost.
And, sometimes, I think it will please him,
When those whom he died to redeem,
Rejoice in the hope of his coming,
By waiting and watching for him.

Verse 3
O Jesus, my loving Redeemer,
Thou knowest I cherish as dear
The hope that mine eyes shall behold thee,
That I shall thine own welcome hear.
If to some as a judge thou appearest,
Who forth from thy presence would flee,
A Friend most beloved I'll greet thee;
I'm waiting and watching for thee.