Bumble bees and trail mix;
My feet, they hurt, its half past six.
If you ever have a random thought;
Gander yonder aloft an open trough.
A trail of the ocean blues;
Will lift right up, when you hear the news.
The King, you see, is coming soon!
Before you know it, its half past noon!
Awake and lift your head up high;
It’s kind of like a lullaby.
“Hi!” you say, “another day!”,
I wonder if there’s use to pray.
Oh, my shepherd, awake it’s time;
There is so much more than to make a dime.
Do you remember when your eyes were gloom?
And how the Lord has prepared a room?
Get up and strap your banner high!
It’s time to stand and say goodbye.
“A friend I was, but am no more”
The world is done, march forth to implore.
A life with full meaning filled with divine;
No longer in vein, eating bread and sweet wine.
A bitter life, I’ve traveled much more;
But humbled I am, on my knees at the door.
Over the hill I’ve gained quite a life;
Now I see it means nothing but strife.
Amen, I can see now, it all looks so clear;
It’s too bad it took me so long to get here.
But now looking back I’d stand for the truth;
Jesus, He knew what would get me pulled through.