THIS LONGING YOU
FEEL
As I
sit on my
swing
And look
to the sky
There is
a strange peace
God please
tell me why
This longing
you feel
Your heart
isn’t wrong
Your looking
toward home
It’s where
you belong
If you
feel disconnected
My spirits
in you
The earth
isn’t yours
Your just
passing through
So stop
and watch
Look to
the sky
It’s Jesus
you seek
Now you
know why
He said
he would come
The time
draws near
Look to
the clouds
That’s where
He’ll appear
Of the
people on earth
All His
he will find
But know
without Jesus
You’ll be left behind
16 For the Lord Himself will descend
from heaven with a shout, with the voice
of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God.
And the dead in Christ will rise first. 17 Then we
who are alive and remain shall be caught up
together with them in the clouds to meet
the Lord in the air. And thus we shall
always be with the Lord.
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THESSALONIANS 4 : 16, 17
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