New World Order

I don’t need a passport, visa, or any identification, When I am going to heaven. No suitcase, or even toothpaste. Everything will stay behind, Because where I’m going I need nothing. When the trumpet blows, And we hear His call, Up, up we will go. In the air, we will meet Him there. Open arms He will welcome us. Don’t stress if you are left behind, And look but cannot find us, We will come back. When the angels and saints and their King, Come marching in, you feel the tremble. When we hit the ground. Maybe you will be our friend, Or stand on the opposite end. At the battleground of Armageddon. With one snap of His fingers, The war will be won. Bye, bye to the prince of darkness, Down, down, he and his minions go, With all my Saviour’s foes He will cast them into hell, And take up His rightful throne, in Jerusalem. Jerusalem, Jerusalem our new home. Where all the saints and their King, Will live in peace and harmony. One nation we will be. A new earth we will receive. A new world order.