A Spaceship and a Horse
Way out in space in what's called the dark hole.
There's a place that many know of and many have been told.
It's a place where the final space ship is being built.
And men are sending materials each day the way they live.
If you know the Builder and have accepted His Son.
Then your part of the spaceship will someday be done.
But friend if you don't know Him, then get in the groove.
And start sending material so that spaceship soon can move.
The space ship won't consist of metals, bolts, and screws.
But the prayers of the faithful, and for those who did choose.
It will fly through space in the twinkling of an eye,
And many of you reading this may never have to die.
The Pilot of the space ship that I'm writing about.
Is none other than the Christ Child from Christmas, there's no doubt.
But He won't be a baby this time when He comes.
But will be the King of Kings and Lord of Lords and some folks will run.
He'll give up this spaceship for a white horse to ride.
And the Bible says everyone will see Him and no one can hide.
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