Put on your armour, ye perfect band,

The trumpet will sound from heaven’s realm,

Then sorrow will flee and joy o’erwhelm.

CHORUS

Our Jesus will come, He’ll surely come,

And all through the ages sweet message was sung,

We watch now with patience every hour of the day,

            Oh! docome our Bridegroom great.

2.         We through the Spirit now watch and pray,

Trials are ended, triumphant morn,

Shadows receding, we watch for dawn.

3.               The Saviour will come, His judgments near,

When sinners will flee and saints will cheer.

4.                       Who fathomed His love, its breadth and length,

       Toiling Hesuffered, murmuring ne’er,

       Kingdomawaiting for each joint – heir. 

5.             There are rarecrowns and thrones for saints,

Who were redeemed from sinful taints;

The first dominion, oh, height of Zion,

For servants unique of Judah’s Lion.