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The King Has Come

THE TRUMPET BLAST DESCENDING FROM THE CLOUDS OF HEAVEN THE KING HAS COME FOR HIS PEOPLE YOUR SISTER HAVE DEPARTED FROM YOU YOU MOTHER, YOUR FATHER, YOUR BROTHER, YOUR COUSIN, ALL WHO WAS SET APART FOR THE BRIDE GROOM HAVE DISSAPEARED, IN A MOMENT IN THE TWINKLING OF THE EYE ALL WHO WAS CLEAN, HOLY, HAS GONE HOME TO GLORY. TO BOW TO SUBMIT TO HUMBLE THEMSELVES AT THE FOOT OF HIS THRONE PRAISING, WORSHIPPING JESUS, WHILE HE'S WIPING ALL TEARS AWAY, NO MORE SIN, NO MORE LUST NO MORE TULMULT, NO MORE PAIN, NO MORE SICKNESS OR DEATH IN HEAVEN, JUST JESUS.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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