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.
Riding On The Clouds
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