His Coming (1999)

HoosainBanoo

As I look into the sky so blue

And the white-fluffed clouds,

I think of Jesus’ soon return –

To see my loved ones and the crowds.

 

As the boundless ocean touches

The unreachable sky,

Like these two extremes meet

So too will we: my Jesus and I.

 

My, what a day that will be

To see all I’ve loved and lost.

Thanks to Jesus I’ll see them again,

He died, resurrected; He knew the cost.

 

Please, dear Jesus,

Grow Your love in me

That others may see You;

And when You come, You they’ll see.

  • Author: Hoosain D. Banoo (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 5th, 2022 06:51
  • Category: Religion
  • Views: 9


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