Mercy Toll
Author Dana Redricks
March 9, 2017
As I sit on my porch
I think to myself
Could this be the day Lord return,
Coming through the clouds
In all his glory
Oh, to see the nations tremble
And the saints rejoice
As we hear the Lord’s mighty voice
Those who chose to follow him will rise
And leave this world behind
While the world gaze in fear
Thunder rolls and mercy toll
What is the price you will
Give for your soul.
Copyright © Dana Redricks | Year Posted 2017
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