These are the days of desperate plea
When the winds blow so coldly
Muffled cries rise up far away
In dark places—unlit by the day
In caverns far away from light
Prayers are offered in the dreadful night
Faithful hearts are pleading
For their blessed King's returning
When the sky will be split asunder
And all the world will look with wonder
The darkness to be reeling
As the saints are praying kneeling
We are waiting—our hearts burning
Waiting for our King of Glory—yearning
When light brighter than the sun
Like golden rivers run
Our world will be remade
And every sorrow of the saints wiped away
Ever so beautiful! .. And Inspiring! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++
Ohhh Yes we're waiting upon our Lord waiting for that day! .. Thank you for such an encouraging poem as we wait patiently with our hearts longing! ..
So, so wonderfully beautiful! ! ! Thank you for sharing this great poem of hope and faith! Indeed, may our Father in heaven keep us faithful until our faith becomes sight!
Such a precious work....... very commendable.... thanks a lot..
Great opening lines that will make a reader go through with the whole write. A moving poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem with a captivating title. A great depiction of enduring faith adorned with compelling images. I concur with your Poet's Notes. Thank you for this reminder that fuels our heart and mind to keep.our faith in the Lord Almighty.