Tuesday, November 01, 2005

The King is Coming

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the first time i heard the gospel song "The King is Coming" written by Bill Gaither, i was a young bible college student ... it was closing night at a weekend youth rally ... and this was the closing song ... i don't even remember the group who performed that night, but they surely did the song justice ... when they got to the verse that said "I can hear the chariots rumble, I can see the marching throng" ... i COULD almost hear those chariots of God rumbling, and i WANTED to be in the marching throng! ... it was a thrilling thought ... the anticipation that One Day, Jesus will return ...

that was 33 years ago on this earthly clock ... i have experienced my share of joys and sorrows ... yet, when i hear this song, it's as if i was still in the college chapel ... heartened at the thought of my Saviour's return ...the cares of this world fall away and my face turns towards the Son of God, who loved ME ... who loves YOU ... and will one day - maybe even this day - return for those who have placed their trust in Him ...

The King is Coming

The marketplace is empty,
No more traffic in the streets,
All the builders' tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat;
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the courtroom no debate,
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate.

O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see; O the King is coming,
The King is coming! Praise God, He's coming for me!

Happy faces line the hallways,
Those whose lives have been redeemed,
Broken homes that He has mended,
Those from prison He has freed;
Little children and the aged Hand in hand stand all aglow,
Who were crippled, broken, ruined, Clad in garments white as snow.

O the King is coming, The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O the King is coming, The King is coming!
Praise God, He's coming for me!

I can hear the chariots rumble,
I can see the marching throng,
The flurry of God's trumpets
Spells the end of sin and wrong:
Regal robes are now unfolding,
Heaven's grandstand's all in place,
Heaven's choir now assembled,
Start to sing "Amazing Grace!"

O the King is coming, The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O the King is coming, The King is coming!
Praise God, He's coming for me!