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"