When He Comes

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    I wonder, when He comes again,
    Will herald angels sing?
    Will earth be white with drifted snow,
    Or will the world know spring?
    I wonder if one star will shine
    Far brighter than the rest
    Will daylight stay the whole night through?
    Will songbirds leave their nests?
    I’m sure He’ll call His little ones
    Together ’round His knee
    Because He said in days gone by,
    “Suffer them to come to me.”
    I wonder, when He comes again,
    Will I be ready there
    To look upon His loving face
    And join with Him in prayer?
    Each day I’ll try to do His will
    And let my light so shine
    That others seeing me may seek
    For greater light divine.
    Then, when that blessed day is here,
    He’ll love me and He’ll say,
    “You’ve served me well, my little child,
    Come unto my arms to stay.”