Can you not hear the horses drawing near?
Can you not hear the trumpet’s call?
My little children, my precious bride Do you not know?
You are loved by the king of all Kings.
Do you not know?
That I died in your place.
Do you not know?
That I live in you.
Do you not see the beauty around?
Do you not see the joy I bring?
Do you not see the people who care?
Do you not see my life laid down?
Can you not hear the words I say?.
Can you not hear the spirit calling.
My chosen race my precious ones.
Get ready now.
For I am coming soon.
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