Darkened skies begin to lighten,
Rolling clouds transverse the sky,
Faint at first, the light is coming,
Colors brighten the clouds on high.
Purple hues give way to passion!!!
Pinks in every shade transcend~~~
Golden streaks awash the streets
Glistening forever ~~~ paved with gold without end.
Softly, voices join together,
Saints and angels start to sing
Hosanna to the King: He is coming!!!!
Let our great Hosannas ring!!!!
THE SON BURST FORTH THROUGH CLOUDS OF GLORY!!!
HE reaches out His Nail-Scarred Hand,
And gathers me into His Arms of Mercy,
Drying my tears with His Gentle Command.
Come now, my good and faithful servant,
Walk with me forever more.
On this day that has no ending~~~~~
With friends and family you adore.
With trembling voice, I join the chorus,
Singing Praises to My Lord and King!!!!
Strolling through this Garden Glorious
SON Rise in Heaven~~~~~It's everything!!!!