1. Christ come quickly,
there’s danger at the door
Poverty aplenty,
hearts gone wild with war,
There’s hunger in the city
and famine on the plain.
Come Lord Jesus,
the light is dying
The night keeps crying
Come, Lord Jesus
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.
3. 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,