There's a glorious kingdom waiting in the land beyond the sky, Where the saints have been gath'ring year by year,
And the days are swiftly passing that will bring the kingdom nigh, For the coming of the kingdom draweth near.

Cho. -- Oh, the coming of the kingdom draweth near;
Oh, the coming of the kingdom draweth near!
Be thou ready, O my soul, for the trumpet soon may roll, And the King in his glory shall appear.

2 'Tis the hope of yonder kingdom, and the glory there prepared, And the looking for the Savior to appear,
That delivers us from bondage to the world that once ensnared, For the coming of the kingdom draweth near.

3 With the coming of the kingdom we shall see our blessed Lord, For the King ere the kingdom must appear; Hallelujah to his name, who redeemed us by his blood! Oh, the coming of the kingdom draweth near. 4 Oh, the world is growing weary, it has waited now so long, And the hearts of men are failing them for fear;
Let us tell them of the kingdom, let us cheer them with the song, That the coming of the kingdom draweth near.

D. W. Whittle.