184. The King Is Coming

  1. The marketplace is empty,

    No more traffic in the street

    All the builder's tools are silent,

    No more time to harvest wheat

    Busy housewives cease their labour,

    In the courtroom no debate;

    Work on earth is all suspended

    As the King comes through the gate.

    O, The King is coming,

    The King is coming

    I just heard the trumpet sounding,

    And now His face I see.

    O, the King is coming,

    The King is coming.

    Praise God, He's coming for me.

  2. 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 a-glow

    Who were crippled, broken, ruined,

    Clad in garments white as snow

  3. I can hear the chariots rumble,

    I can see the marching throng

    The flurry of God's trumpets

    Spell the end of sin and wrong

    Regal robes are now unfolding,

    Heaven's grandstands all in place

    Heaven's choir is now assembled,

    Start to sing "Amazing Grace"

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