The Market place is empty No more traffic in the streets All the builders tools are silent No more time to harvest wheat Busy housewives cease their labors in the courtroom no debate Work on earth has been suspended As the King comes thro the gate The King is coming The King is coming i just heard the trumpet sounding And now his face i see The King is coming The King is coming Praise God Hes coming for me Happy faces line the hallway Those whose lives have been redeemed Broken homes that He has mended Those from prison Hes set free Little children and the aged Hand in hand aglow Those who were crippled broken ruined Clad in garments white as snow I can hear the chariots rumble I can see the marching throng And the flurry of Gods trumpets spell the end of sin and wrong Regal robes are now unfolding Heavens grandstands all in place Heavens choir is now assembled Start to sing Amazing Grace.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 14:52:39 +0000
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