Just Once...

[Warning: today's blog is a treatise with spiritual, religious content. If not interested, return another day, for a lighter menu. Thanks for stopping by!]
Some of you write beautiful, heart-felt poetry or prose that touch people deeply. I believe them when their comments include tears of sadness or joy, or deep emotion. Some of you quote ancient writings of philosophers, wiser than any of us.

Certain music and art has the ability to evoke similar emotion at the core of my being. However, despite my love of one gospel song, it has yet to reach the joy, and ecstasy in me of that inspires a great number of Christian believers.

That song is entitled THE KING IS COMING. I have not found a recording in the rendition of what I am trying to say. The words are very moving, so moving I've seen entire audiences sing, weep, march to the music, or fall prostrate on their knees.Another such song is IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL (a personal funeral selection)

THE KING IS COMING!
Words by William J. Gaither and Gloria Gaither (1,2, and 3),
Charles Millhuff, verse 3 in part.
Music by William J. Gaither

The marketplace is empty,
No more traffic in the streets,
All the builders' tools are silent,No more time to harvest wheat;
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the courtroom no debate,
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate.

CHORUS:
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
Praise God, He's coming for me!

Happy faces line the hallways;
Those whose lives have been redeemed,
Broken homes that He has mended,
Those from prison He has freed;
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand stand all aglow,
Who were crippled, broken, ruined,
Clad in garments white as snow.

CHORUS
O the King is coming,The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
Praise God, He's coming for me!

I can hear the chariots rumble,
I can see the marching throng,
The flurry of God's trumpets
Spells the end of sin and wrong:
Regal robes are now unfolding,
Heaven's grandstand's all in place,
Heaven's choir now assembled,
Start to sing "Amazing Grace!"

CHORUS
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
Praise God, He's coming for me!

It is a very personal song, ending with the phrase, Praise God! He's Coming for Me." All the conjecture of the song I can feel, the lump in the throat, the near tears in the eyes and the urgency of excitement, but that final ecstasy, for which I am searching, I expect I will only feel the day He COMES FOR ME.

YouTube music video[many renditions available on YOUTUBE]