Poems (Strong)/The Second Advent
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THE SECOND ADVENT
He comes in clouds of glory
Through the blackness of the night,
And the angels chaunt His Story
In tones of awe and might.
Before that trail the stars grow pale
And lose their effulgent light.
Through the blackness of the night,
And the angels chaunt His Story
In tones of awe and might.
Before that trail the stars grow pale
And lose their effulgent light.
JAN. 4, 1906