When He Cometh (W.O. Cushing)

When He cometh, when He cometh,

To make up His jewels.

All His jewels, precious jewels

His loved and His own.

 

Like the stars of the morning

His bright crown adorning

They shall shine in their beauty

Bright gems for His crown.

 

He will gather, He will gather,

The gems for His kingdom.

All the pure ones, all the bright ones.

His loved and His own.

 

Like the stars of the morning

His bright crown adorning

They shall shine in their beauty

Bright gems for His crown.

 

Little children, little children,

Who love their Redeemer

Are the jewels, precious jewels,

His loved and His own.

 

Like the stars of the morning

His bright crown adorning

They shall shine in their beauty

Bright gems for His crown.