S. T. Francis
I AM waiting for the dawning
Of the bright and blessed day,
When the darksome night of sorrow
Shall have vanished far away:
When, forever with the Saviour,
Far beyond this vale of tears,
I shall swell the song of worship
Through the everlasting years.
2
I am looking at the brightness
See, it shineth from afar;
Of the clear and joyous beaming
Of the bright and morning Star.
Through the dark grey mist of morning
Do I see its glorious light;
Then away with every shadow
Of this sad and weary night.
3
I am waiting for the coming
Of the Lord who died for me;
Oh, His words have thrilled my spirit,
“I will come again for thee.”
I can almost hear His footfall,
On the threshold of the door,
And my heart, my heart is longing
To be with Him evermore.
