Refrain: Come, Lord Jesus, the light is dying,
The night keeps crying; Come, Lord Jesus.
- Christ, come quickly,
There’s danger at the door,
Poverty a-plenty,
Hearts gone wild with war,
There’s hunger in the city
And famine on the plain. - Want demands a hearing,
In far too many lands,
The sick go unattended,
Death deals a heavy hand
The dreams of men are empty.
Their cup of sorrow full. - The world awaits in darkness
A mighty burst of light,
To set the lame man leaping,
To give the blind man sight,
We have the prophets’ promise.
We await the Prince of peace. - The clouds shall send a Saviour
Like softly falling rain,
Yet migthy in his power,
To free us from our chains.
His shield will be compassion.
His weapon liberty.