1 The advent of our God
Shall be our theme for prayer;
Come, let us meet him on the road
And place for him prepare.
2 The everlasting Son
Incarnate stoops to be,
Himself the servant’s form puts on
To set his people free.
3 Come, Zion’s daughter, rise
To meet your lowly king,
Nor let your faithless heart despise
The peace he comes to bring.
4 As judge, on clouds of light,
He soon will come again,
And all his scattered saints unite
With him on high to reign.
5 Before the dawning day
Let sin be put to flight;
No longer let the law hold sway,
But walk in freedom’s light.
6 All glory to the Son,
Who comes to set us free,
With Father, Spirit, ever one
Through all eternity.
