The Song He's Singing

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The Song He’s Singing

Colleen Livingston

Crackle neath the shutter
Hear the mutter distant cry;
A song I sing for you my love
A sweet song lullaby.

Bye, bye baby rocking forth
The porch outside is dry;
Do you hear the song I’m singing you?
A sweet song lullaby?

Herds of buffalo parade the fields
Storming loud they run the race;
Trampling the herds have fallen
Cracked the Earth is empty dry.

Have you heard the song I’m singing you?
A distant lullaby?

I’ve knocked the door is empty
When I’ve called you turned away;
How I wish you would have known Me
On that Great and Terrible Day.

Knocking, knocking at the door
Awake! The door I’m knocking!
The time has come my lowly ones
Her smell and filth is shocking.

Come out of her, my lowly ones
Her dinge is dark and grey;
She thinks she has it all but now
Her fame shall fall away.

Awake o’lowly sleepers
Hear me singing in the night;
A distant song of peace to know
You’ll find me in the light.

A day has come, a day shall pass
A day is coming near;
My people who are called by Me
Will listen to me, hear.

Goodbye I hear a distant cry
Goodbye the ones who chose to die;
Hello the ones a song I sing
A sweet song lullaby.

Certain things are meant to last
The love I have is all for you;
This moment I have waited long
Is now for us to share as two.

The Bride and Groom are marching
Now paraded all in glory;
The Son of Man shall be revealed
The Final End of Story!

A lamp is burning in the night
A light is shining here for you;
Grab hold of all you have inside
Grab hold of what is true.

Striking hour cast of midnight
Did you hear the distant cry?
This hour it has come upon us
To hear the ancient cry.

All must come to pass as spoken
Deep beyond the distant blue;
This hour it must come upon us
To prove inside we are true.

To stand with you on that Great Day
Is all I want to do;
Just show me Lord the way to go
This day and all things through.

I march with you a song I sing
The saints are marching too;
A sweet song you have sung to us
Our lives we give to You.

Your body we will be this hour
No matter what the cost;
Counting all that once was gain
We see it all as loss.

Do you hear Him in the distance?
Do you hear His distant cry?
He’s singing us a song this hour
A sweet song lullaby.

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