Come Lord Jesus...

I awoke from off my bed this morning,
And sat praying for the quick return
Of Him, whom my soul has served,
And longed for in obedience these faded days...

How sweet and comforting to imagine it again,
That Christ returneth with clouds and glory,
To receive to Himself the awaiting saints,
Of whom the world was not worthy - the Fools.

Oh, dark were the nights sin warred against us,
Painful were the moments of sorrows we bore,
Deep were the cuts that sent out thick blood profusely,
In persecution seasons, because we'll not deny Christ.

While mates rose to heights because they compromised,
And Juniors displaced us for they could lie and bribe,
We were left down with burden in tears on the knees,
For we couldn’t exchange our faith for earthly ephemerals.

My soul thinks, waits and expects
The moment of that deafening blast,
In a twinkling of an eye, I'll be with Him,
To dwell in a land beyond compare for aye.

Oh my blessed Saviour, I'm keeping myself -
By the grace bestowed on me - spotless and sincere,
This world becomes a more hostile, harsh and unsuitable place,
As sin no more appears sinful, but habitual to many.

Come, Lord Jesus, come, come...
What keeps You so long up there yonder?
I've put aside all weights, awaiting your return,
Come Sweet Jesus, my soul tarries...
_______________________________________Selah...


..............For the Heavenly Minded,
...........For the Heavenly yielded,
........For those who have lost all...