There is a Coming
There is a coming, a storm so great
A storm so great, who can stand
There is coming, a flood so high
A flood so high, who can rise above
But You have sent Your only Son
That none should perish, no not one
Just, only to believe and rest one’s life in
Your loving, faithful, wondrous hands
There is a place, soon to be open
No eye has seen, and no heart has planned
There is joy, never to be ending, never to be ending
Joy so exceeding
The door is open, for all to come
Come and behold, His wondrous home
All because Your heart so wants to
Your heart so desires, to embrace each one
© Josephine Mary Schmidt
There is a Coming
Josephine Mary Schmidt
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