3rd in the Series of- The Triumph of the King
With eyes still filled with love Hands still opened wide to us Heart, so courageous Feet, so beautiful and strong His majestic entrance captivated my pupils By His dazzling presence my retina was intrigued, So spell bound was I That it seemed my oblongata was on a hike Indeed the object of my attention was His glory His splendour, His grandeur, oh His beauty, Was beyond comprehension His appearance far outweighed His death With a smile stretching over His perfect face Joy overwhelming His marvellous frame With myriads of hope glints in place He enveloped me in His love In a perfect embrace He held me close That Him I should doubt no more Ready for the proclamation of the good news He said to me aglow Go tell the world what I've done Tell the world I'm going home Tell, that for them, I've gone to make room, So perfect and so true With eyes piercing into my soul His words were intense like coals Like fiery blazes they consumed me as wood As He said in earnest Go tell everyone I'm returning soon To bring them home with me again That enmity with divinity is no more For unto Me I'm calling them forth To bring them joy without distraught Just as I have changed their lot All because I Love Them much If only they would believe my truth To me, they should look up to And receive my love for them in truth Then they'll see my glory shine upon them And my presence in the midst of them So perfect and so true Knowing that My love for them would Never Be Erased! So are you wondering if He also died in your place? You need not wonder any more: “Just look at His heart and your name you'll find etched within...” ©heavenly_broadcast
2018-09-13 01:54:09
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