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Oh, friends, what a day it is going to be


when Christ returns for His own.


He is coming!


Horatius Bonar lived in the light of this blessed hope


and penned these immortal words:



I know not in what watch He comes


or at what hour He may appear,


whether at midnight or at morn,


or in what season of the year;


I only know that He is near.



The centuries have come and gone


dark centuries of absence drear;


I dare not chide the long delay,


nor ask when I His voice shall hear;


I only know that He is near.



I do not think it can be long


till in His glory He appear;


and yet I dare not name the day,


nor fix the solemn advent year;


I only know that He is near.


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