JESUS OUR KING
The sky remains silent, the clouds remain still,
The mountains still stand and the seas remain filled.
The saints clothed in white ask the Lord how much longer?
Will your world remain broken and this evil grow stronger?
This babe in the manger came to conquer and save.
How long till you take back this world that you made?
The angels sing Holy, Lord righteous and true
But the only ones that hear them are those who love you.
Jesus stands up, with his arms open wide,
He looks to the Father with tears in His eyes.
He asks can we go? can we get them today?
but the father says no Son, there are still ones to save.
But we will go soon, and do what you came to do.
we will gather our children, and make this world new.
the trumpet will sound, and Our people will rise.
And oh what a reunion there will be in the sky’s.
The sky will turn dark and the mountains will crumble,
the seas will spill over and the heavens will rumble,
oh hallelujah the angels will sing,
that babe in the manger is our conquering King
Copyright © Stephanie Grace | Year Posted 2025
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