When he comes Back
When he comes back. when he comes back, Our lamps will be burning to welcome him When he comes back.
The master has promised that he will return On a night when there's no one expecting To see him at all, Keep oil ill the lamps so they're ready to burn On the night of his secret, When those who are waiting he'll call.
Look not for the master in heaven's dark space. By the light of our living on earth We'll discover his face, The face of the master is always at hand: In the face of the stranger, the poor, In the fare of a man.
This stranger will search for his home In the night; And then how will he find it Unless all the windows are bright? But if we are waiting - why then he'll come in And there'll be a homecoming With dancing and singing within.