I quickly come!
Hold fast! hold fast! that no man take thy crown!
Let no delusion thy discernment drown,
Nor heed the false one’s smile, still less his frown.
Behold, I quickly come!
I quickly come!
Hold fast! thy martial days shall not be long,
And though sharp conflicts on the red fields throng,
The last shall yield to loyal victor’s song,
Behold, I quickly come!
I quickly come!
Hold fast! lose not amidst the battle’s strain
Thy rich reward—the costly prize retain!
Close by thy Captain’s flag of truth remain!
Behold, I quickly come!
I quickly come!
Hold fast! prepare to raise the triumph shout!
Be not unnerved by slavish fear or doubt,
And thou shalt see the foeman’s final rout!
Behold; I quickly come!
I quickly come!
Hold fast! strong in the Lord whose power and might.
O’erwhelm the boastful scions of the night!
They flee before the panoply of light!
Behold, I quickly come!
I quickly come!
Hold fast! nor let My love forgotten be;
I entered death’s domain to rescue thee:
Thou soon shalt share new scenes of life with Me.
Behold, I quickly come!
I quickly come!
E’en so, Lord, come! my fadeless Crown art Thou!
My Strength and Joy! the Hope which lights my brow!
Thy Name, Thy Word, my shield and sword endow!
Lord Jesus, quickly come!
For Thee alone
I wait, and hold as Thine what grace has given;
Bound by love’s cords which never can be riven,
I look to see Thy Face more bright than heaven,
Of every joy the Crown!