Th e Final Day
I feel his spirit in my soul.it feels so good for him to take control
so all alone ,in this weiry world
i've known when you come ,when you saved the last boy or girl
Jesus i need to be fulfilled as i awake
hoping to see your precious face
Jesus is coming and the trumpets i hear
I feel a change is coming. it's Jesus he's near
Coming down on a bright white horse
In my dream my heart heard his voice
"saying get ready be ready one by one...
For he's coming to take us home...
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