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TRUMPETS BLAIRING

TRUMPETS BLAIRING

TRUMPETS BLAIRING

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

We are a small ember

that has been set a fire by God.

Hardly noticed, we glow red hot

and is light enough

to be carried off into the wind.

It is in the purpose of God

that we will be lifted

and placed into the center

of mankind’s being.

In the power of blazing words

the sacrosanct meanings

dignify the robe of Christ

and in His return

shall be accompanied by

the voice of trumpets

which shall blare

all over the World on this day.

Two people

is not enough, nor a thousand

as the World is awoken

to the 2nd coming of Christ.

The gigantic sound

will also deafen the ears

and clouds

will dissipate making a clear way

and all of the World

will see Him descend upon us.

Never an angelic sound

like these trumpets

have ever been heard by Mankind

as the fury

of His Horses proclaims His fate.

We are a small ember

and by ourselves cannot hoof

the majesty of Christ

but in the canal of our efforts

He has called upon us

to enforce the Wall of Faith.

Hot to the touch

We will soldier for His namesake

and prepare the Way.

Two people

can deliver the message

and proclaim the coming day

turning the fumes of prayer

into a viscous stream.

We belong to the entourage of God

and in His assembly

the houses of the dead shall awaken

and be lifted to the gates

where all of eternal time awaits.

Glass upon glass

shall glisten as we anticipate

the coming of the Lord.

Hallelujah- the King will return.

Halleluiah- the King is nigh.

Armies will send rockets into the skies

as the fury of God sends them back.

The Will of man will be tested

and all but a few shall leave and be Saved.

Legions of Angels

will sweep the World on this ending day.

Trumpets blaring all the while ..

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