Poem of a Psalm 127
All Your children, sit down and wait,
with bowed heads, and hands lifted high,
Singing ''Maranatha, Lord do not be late!'',
Come and rapture is, for the End You had written is nigh...
Help us all to wait for you as a body, that is holy,
Let us praise Thee, as you freed us from the bond,
Slaves no longer, as bold as lions, who never need to worry,
Playing instruments, singing to the Son!
Help us build our houses,
Until the day You take us away,
Father take us together with our families, kids and spouses,
In Jesus's name, I pray!
Thank you, Lord!
