poetry by Mercysmine - Could It Be

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Could  It  Be

Is  that  the  pounding  of  a  hammer
In  the  distance  that  I  hear, Could
It  be  that  the  carpenter  is  finally
Finishing  and  the  hour  is  drawing  near.

Is  He  taking  one  last  look  around
Before  He  says  well  done, Is  all
Of  heaven  waiting  for  the  Father
To  send  his  Son, To  send  his  Son.

Are  the  jasper  walls  completed
Has  every  jewel  been  set  in  place
Has  every  gate  been  erected, Is
Every  pearl  in  it's  place.


Is  He  taking  one  last  look  around
Before  he  says  well  done, Is  all  of
Heaven  waiting, For  the  Father  to
Send  His  Son, To  send  His  son.

Is  everything  just  perfect
For  my  arrival  home, Is
The  supper  table  ready
Is  my  wedding  gown  prepared

Is  He  taking  one  last  look  around,
Before  He  says  well  done
Is  all  of  heaven  waiting
For  the  Father  to  send  his
Son, To  send  his  Son ?

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