Sun, Oct 28th - 2:18PM
Picture courtesy of Jeannine McMullen
CHRIST HAS CLAIMED HIS BRIDE I hear the wings of angels Stirring to unfold See trumpet pressed to lips Ringing blast on hold I see the great white throne Angels gathered round Awaiting the King to rise The trumpet blast to sound The Father’s voice is heard Son; arise and go Claim the ones you washed Whiter than the snow Heaven’s gates are opening Slowly swinging wide Jesus astride the clouds Coming for His bride Wings of angels catch the air Unfolded now at last The sound of Jesus coming In the trumpet blast Saints of every age are there Meeting in the sky Changed now and glorified In twinkle of the eye Heavens gates are opening Banquet table inside A wedding party in Glory Christ has claimed His bride Colin Moffett
This poem was inspired by what I read in Sharon Maxwells post. Thank you Sharon!
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