1 The Advent of Our King

1 The advent of our King Our prayers must now employ, And we must hymns of welcome sing In strains of holy joy. 2 The everlasting Son Incarnate deigns to be, Himself a servant's form puts on To set his servants free. 3 Zion's Daughter, rise To meet your lowly King, Nor let a faithless heart despise The peace he comes to bring. 4 As judge, on clouds of light, He soon will come again And his true members all unite With him in heav'n to reign. 5 Before the dawning Day Let sin's dark deeds be gone, The sinful self be put away, The new self now put on. 6 All glory to the Son, Who comes to set us free, With Father, Spirit, ever one Through all eternity.