MARANATHA
Jesus,
Your immutable Holy Spirit,
Alongside that very long-awaited special visit,
Invisible-coloured tears shaped as raindrops oozing down,
Making the red devil satan a painted clown,
Your Majesty authority felt,
Like a hard strike on the leg from a belt
Everything you’ve done,
Like that shining bright yellow sun you created,
When you speak,
We will fall to our knees weak,
Angels pure and proud all around,
Oh, how we shall hear their sound
Through years of studying your word,
You’ve heard,
Every prayer,
As you gaze upon us,
So, we can discuss,
The clouds now fluffy and white as ever,
Our eternal destination,
With you our merciful and Benevolent,
Holy Lord and Saviour
All that it takes,
Is a little bit of loving faith,
We openly fall backwards into your strong and brave arms,
As we hear the loud and powerful last trumpet,
Endlessly our almighty Father,
Drenching us with red-hearted and veined love endlessly,
Take us forevermore,
O Lord,
Amen.
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