“Unto him shall the gathering of the people be.” -Gen. 49:10
1 On that bright and golden morning When the Son of Man shall come,
And the radiance of His glory we shall see;
When from ev’ry clime and nation
He shall call His people home
What a gath’ring of the ransomed that Will be!
Chorus
What a gath’ring! what a gath’ring!
What a gath’ring of the ransom’d! in the summer land of love!
What a gath’ring! What a gath’ring
Of the ransom’d in that happy home above!
2 When the blest who sleep in Jesus at His bidding shall arise
From the silence of the grave and from the sea;
And with bodies all celestial
They shall meet Him in the skies
What a gath’ring and rejoicing there
will be!
3 When our eyes behold the city, with it’s “Many mansions” bright,
And its river, calm and restful flowing free
When the friends that death has parted shall in bliss again unite
What a gath’ring and a greeting there will be!
4 Oh the King is surely coming, and the time is drawing nigh
When the blessed day of promise we shall see;
Then the changing “in a moment,” “in the twinkling of an eye,”
And forever in His presence we shall be!