Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Hour

The valleys will be raised
and the mountains made low
The path will be straight
to the place we must go
For no man is immune
to His might nor His power
prepare for the battle
its nearly the hour
When all shall look up
to the clouds where He comes
to the beat of my heart
to the pounding of drums
And all will be bared
no escape, nothing hidden
and whether one cares
he will do what he's bidden

1 comment:

Ana said...

that is so awesome.