He is There

The time draws near,
the journey almost at an end,
home is just beyond the distant horizon,
lying only a heartbeat away;

and I am ready.

He is there waiting,
ready to make all things new,
removing the darkness,
wiping away every tear.

The pain will pass,
the doubt will be removed,
the suffering will be no more,
the night will be turned to day;

the joy shall be forever.

And He is there waiting,
ready to make all things new,
removing the darkness,
wiping away every tear.

The words fade away,
time passes like a dream in the night,
these prison walls crumble into the dust,
all things will be as intended;

all things will be made right.

He is there waiting,
ready to make all things new,
removing the darkness,
wiping away every tear.
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