The King is Coming
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
The market place is empty,No more traffic in the streets,
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
All the builders tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat;
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Busy housewives cease their labors,In the courtroom no
debate,
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro’
the gate.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Happy faces line the hallways,
Those whose lives have been redeemed,
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Broken homes that He has mended,
Those from prison He has freed;
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Little children, and the aged,
Little children, and the aged,Hand in hand stand all aglow,
Hand in hand stand all aglow,
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Who were crippled, broken, ruined,
Clad in garments white as
snow.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
I can hear the chariots rumble,I can hear the chariots rumble,
I can see the marching I can see the marching throng.throng.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
The flurry of God’s trumpets
Spell the end of sin and wrong;
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Regal robes are now unfolding,
Heaven’s grand-stands all in place,
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Heaven’s choir is now assembled,
Start to sing “Amazing Grace!”
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Oh, the King is coming!The King is coming!
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Oh, the King is coming!
The King is coming!
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Praise God,
He’s coming for me.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Oh, the King is coming!The King is coming!
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see.
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Oh, the King is coming!
The King is coming!
William J Gaither
© 1970, 1983
Praise God, Praise God,
Praise God,
He’s coming for me.