First Line: A lamp in the night, a song in time of sorrow,

A lamp in the night, a song in time of sorrow,
A great glad hope which faith can ever borrow
To gild the passing day with the glory of the morrow,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

Blessed hope, . . . blessed hope, . . .
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord ;
How the aching heart it cheers ;
How it glistens through our tears,
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord.

2 A star in the sky, a beacon bright to guide us ;
An anchor sure to hold when storms betide us ;
A refuge for the soul, where in quiet
we may hide us------
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

3 A call of command, like trumpet
clearly sounding,
To make us bold when evil is surrounding;
To stir the sluggish heart, and to
keep in good abounding-----
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

4 A word from the One to all our hearts the dearest,
A parting word to make Him aye the nearest ;
Of all His precious words, the sweetest, brightest, clearest,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.