Verse 1

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.

Chorus

Come, Lord Jesus, the light is dying, the night keeps crying: come, Lord Jesus

Verse 2

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.

Chorus

Come, Lord Jesus, the light is dying, the night keeps crying: come, Lord Jesus

Verse3

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 prophet’s promise, we await the Prince of Peace.

Chorus

Come, Lord Jesus, the light is dying, the night keeps crying: come, Lord Jesus

Verse 4

The clouds shall send a Saviour like soft falling

Rain, Yet mighty in his power, to free us from our chains.

His shield will be compassion, his weapon liberty.

Chorus

Come, Lord Jesus, the light is dying, the night keeps crying: come, Lord