The last days and tribulation,
There is no stopping it.
Prophecies and those predictions
Are all in His Word to meet!
Are we to run in fear and trembling?
Are we to worry, expecting horror?
Does the child of God dread its coming
At last, when he meets the God he adores?
We wait in passionate expectation!
We usher His coming with prayerful pleas
For all humanity to have heart reception
His Word and His Grace to flow freely!
Our King, Our Savior, our God Redeemer!
He will come for sure but the harvest is plenty
The soil of their hearts we prepare by prayer
As fix our eyes on the LORD, Who keeps us faithfully!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem