Wait Patiently It will come That Holy Son Will return So today of all days do not spurn His loving kindness Even as we wait He holds open Golden gates To life, joy peace They will of course For later keep But should we not seek Them even now? Somehow We are meant & are being sent From heaven’s royal thrones To gather all those dry bones Back to life Awake, arise church, awake! For all our sakes Go forward Lead this land Back toward Those nail-scarred hands His paradise awaits For this is the truest of all fates!!
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