The Voice

The gate is opened- The lost are running,

To the voice calling.

Providing hope- To cope, with

The darkness that surrounds.

The one who removes, bounds, and controls,

Those on the path.

Trying to patrol- To gather,

The ones- The saints who believe,

In the One who sets them free.

The battle’s won, He

Came- Conquered- Retrieved hades key.

Running the race- Keeping the faith

Trusting in the One who holds the key.

The One who provides, truly loves thee.

Has given through grace, an eternal place.

To the ones who come, a glorious home.

The saints’ stand strong, the ones that belong.

Dwelling together, with Him who gathers.

Throwing down to the pits, he who spits

Upon the one that shines His heavenly light

So, bright- Illuminating dark valleys.

On the journey’s plight, yearn to see.

Patiently wait for the eternal scene

And dwell together eternally.

 

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