Kingdom Come to a Lost World

December 25, 2011
The world is sick and dying,
Throughout its seasons a pandemic of sin thrives,
The Savior`s healing it is pridefully denying,
Delighting in its transgressions that pierced Him like knives,
Grieving the Holy Spirit,
Rebelling against the Father,
The same lips of which on the Son it spit,
Masking itself as an imposter,
O how great will be its fall,
That day of Christ`s glorious appearing,
O how it will come to all,
And the enemy shall stop his sneering,
On that day every eye will see,
All of creation,
From the earth, to beneath the earth, and above the earth, shall bow every knee,
For He shall be the King of one holy nation!

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