The Dream

 I dreamed there was a king who came from far away
 He left His throne and palace but told no one his plan
 The people who did serve Him did not know who he was
 So they wondered and they marveled at the things done by his hand
  
 He gave to them his riches for no reason they could see
 He gave to them a feeling that someone really cared
 Eventually he told them who he was and why he came
 Some believed his story but others laid some snares
  
 They didn’t like the fact that this so-called king had come
 They had ruled the masses and their power was immense
 But now the common people followed him and all he said
 They just had to destroy him and their feeling was intense
  
 Finally, they caught him telling all he was the king
 They plotted his destruction so they could rule again
 As he lay dying by their hands, he said a final word
 He forgave their madness and then he said amen
  
 I went and told a friend about the dream that I just had
 He said that sounds familiar and he pulled out an old book
 He told me I should read a little portion of the words
 So, I took the book and opened it so I could take a look
  
 John told of a Savior, Matthew of a king
 Luke told lots of stories and Mark told of His life
 I learned the King of Kings had come to earth to die
 I learned that He walked among men before he bled and died
 I learned He said forgive them for all that they have done
 I learned He was not just a man, but God’s begotten Son
  
 I thought to myself that day why one would not believe
 In a King that came from heaven to transform even me
 I was His biggest sceptic, yet He chose to set me free
 Now I’ll live in heaven for all eternity.
  
 If you think my dream is silly, then please go read the book
 His story is all written for you to clearly see
 If you’ll open up your heart and choose to let Him speak
 You will find that Jesus loves you just as He loves me.
   

Riding On The Clouds

 Just outside the Eastern gate there’s a commotion
 The rumor is the King is coming soon
 The crowd all gathers waiting for His coming
 It may be evening, morning or at noon
  
 They stand and watch with great anticipation
 For His coming is an answer to their prayers
 All their lives they have had trials and tribulations
 When the King comes back true freedom will be theirs
  
 They have praised Him here on earth for generations
 They have served Him in every way they could
 They have spread the story of His soon arrival
 So that His great love would be understood
  
 Then they saw Him seated on a white horse
 Dressed in royal garments white as snow
 On His thigh was written King of Kings 
 And He entered as the Lord of Lords
  
 The crowd sang Glory Hallelujah to the King
 Glory Hallelujah to the Lord of Lords
 Worthy is the one who comes riding on the clouds
 To take His precious children home
  
 Glory, Hallelujah to the King
 Glory Hallelujah to the Lord
 Worthy is the one who comes riding in the clouds
 To take His precious children home.