He Will Come Again

We saw Him rise in glory bright. Beyond the clouds, beyond our sight.

Yet not in loss, nor long goodbye. For hope was born as He

drew nigh. The promise spoken clear and true. The same Lord who ascended through

will come again in power and grace to gather those who sought his

face. He will come again just as he said,

the living hope, the risen head. The voice that walked with us in pain

will call us home. He will come again. Though I am

with you always, he said, through every tear where saints have