Our Lord Is Coming Back
OUR LORD IS COMING BACK
You search to find new meaning
to who and what you are.
You travel to gain knowledge
from a distant star.
You go to the moon
looking for a friend,
but the truth is only found within,
within,
the truth is only found within.
There's a new moon arising,
smell the flowers you ignore,
hear the thunder in the mountains give a roar.
You're afraid that God won't love you
as He did in times before,
but He wants you to open up His door,
His door,
He wants you to open up His door.
Did the flowers smile from Heaven
when this whole world first began?
Will the bees still make wild honey 'til the end?
Will the soft earth cover over,
make a garden again,
or will we break like glass in the end,
in the end,
or will we break like glass in the end?
The past still holds the future
within God's Holy Hand.
He doesn't forget Promises
like men and women can.
Though our days become like coal dust,
there is laughter on the way.
He will make our faces shine like the day.
Yes, He will.
He will make our faces shine like the day.
As we climb into our future,
with no fear to hold us back,
we will live in constant beauty
which the world now seems to lack.
There's a hope for tomorrow,
for our Lord's coming back.
Good news! Our Lord is coming back.
Janet Marie Bingham
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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