His Return
I want you to understand,
In being on sinking sand;
Since your faith is not too firm,
While your life will be term.
So you have no choice to grieve,
Because you do not believe;
Since you're unable to cope,
With having lost all your hope.
Those who believe why Christ died,
To take the church as His bride;
Time comes when everyone learns,
On that day when He returns.
That is when everyone knows,
Who's with Jesus where He goes;
In waking up from their sleep,
To follow Him as His sheep.
We do not know when inbound,
But hearing the trumpet sound;
The command will be given,
The Lord returns from Heaven.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2007 Richard Newton Sherrer
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