The King is Coming

Matthew 16:27-28

For the Son of man shall come in the glory of his Father with his angels; and then he shall reward every man according to his works.
Verily I say unto you, There be some standing here, which shall not taste of death, till they see the Son of man coming in his kingdom.

The market place is empty,
No more traffic in the streets.
All builders tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat.
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the Courtroom no debate.
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes through the gate.

All the railroad road cars are empty,
As they rattle down the tracks.
In the newsroom no one watches,
As machines type pointless facts.
All the planes veer off their courses,
No one sits at the controls,
For the King of all the ages
Comes to claim eternal souls.

Happy faces line the hallways,
Those whose lives have been redeemed.
Broken homes that He has mended,
Those from prison He has freed.
Little children and the aged,
Hand in hand stand all aglow,
Who were crippled, broken, ruined,
Clad in garments white as snow.

I can hear the chariots rumble.
I can see the marching throng.
The flury of God's trumpet
Spell the end of sin and wrong.
Regal robes are now enfolding,
Heaven's grandstand all in place.
Heaven's choir now assembled
Start to sing Amazing Grace.

Oh the King is coming,
The King is coming,
And now his face I see.
Oh, the King is coming,
The King is coming
PRAISE GOD,
He's coming for me!
PRAISE GOD
He's coming for me!

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