THE HOUR WHEN JESUS CHRIST COMES IN
Author(s): Ricky
Songbook: Unpubbed Other
KeyWords: Endtime,

Oh the time will come up when the wind will stop
And the breeze will cease to be a breathing;
Like the stillness in the wind before a hurricane begins,
The hour when Jesus Christ comes in.

Oh, the sea will split and the ships will hit
And the sand on the shoreline will be shaking
And rocks will sound and the waves, they'll a pound,
And the morning will be breaking

The fishes will laugh as they swim out of their paths
And the seagulls, they'll be a smilin';
And the rocks on the sand will proudly a stand,
The hour when Jesus Christ comes in

And those words that were used for to get us all confused
Will not be understood as they are spoken,
For the chains of the sea will have busted in the night
And be buried on the bottom of the ocean

Oh, a song will lift as the main sail shifts
And the boat drifts out on to the shoreline
And the Sun will respect all the saints on the deck;
The hour when Jesus Christ comes in

And the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
For our weary toes to be a touching
And the ships wise men will remind us once again
That the whole wide world is watching

Then our foes, they'll arise with the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreaming,
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
And they'll know that it's for real;
The hour that Jesus Christ comes in

And they'll raise their hands and say, "We met all your demands!"
But He'll shout from the clouds, "Your days were numbered!"
And as Pharaoh's tribe, they'll be drowned in the tide;
And like Goliath, they'll be a conquered

Oh the time will come up when the wind will stop
And the breeze will cease to be a breathing;
Like the stillness in the wind before a hurricane begins,
The hour when Jesus Christ comes in.

And they'll raise their hands and say, "We met all your demands!"
But He'll shout from the clouds, "Your days were numbered!"
And as Pharaoh's tribe, they'll be drowned in the tide;
And like Goliath, they'll be a conquered

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