I am waiting for my beloved Jesus,
Who will come with the sound of the trumpet.
The dark clouds of heaven will disappear and roll away,
And I long to behold that glorious sight.
1.
Even in the most beautiful palace on earth,
My heart can never find true peace.
Unless You, my King, come to me,
My sorrow will never end in this world.
2.
My hope is that Jesus will come in the clouds of heaven
Before this evening fades away.
This is what I hope for every day;
With every new dawn, I awaken with that same longing.
3.
When the troubles of this world fade away,
And I am immersed in holy thoughts,
I long to run into Your presence,
Where the warmth of Your love fills my heart.
4.
How quickly the passing hours fly by!
And the greater my longing becomes,
May I soon hear the footsteps of my beloved Jesus
Coming to meet me.