The King Is Coming
The marketplace is empty
No more traffic in the streets
All the builder's tools are silent
No more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labors
In the courtroom no debate
Work on Earth has been suspended as
The King comes through the gate
All the railroad cars are empty as
They rattle down the tracks in the newsroom
No one watches as machines
Type pointless facts
All the planes veer off their courses
No one sit's at the controls
For the King of all the ages
Comes to claim eternal souls
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 a-glow
Who were crippled, broken, ruined
Clad in garments white as snow
I can hear the chariot's rumble
I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets spells the
End of sin and wrong
Regal rolls are now unfolding
Heaven's grandstands all in place
Heaven's choir is now assembled
Start to sing Amazing Grace
The King is coming, the King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding and
Now His face I see
The King is coming, the King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me