Oh, the joy of looking forward
To the day when Christ shall come,
To the glorious resurrection
Of the saints who've " overcome. "

To the raptures of the Rapture,
Going up to be with Him
Through the ages of the ages
His sweet face will ne'er grow dim.

Yes, the world may scatter pleasures
That would thrill a human heart,
But the joy of seeing Jesus
Has no earthly counterpart.

It may take a little waiting
Till God's time is truly right,
But to know that He is coming
Fills the soul with pure delight.