The Vision

The vision awaits an appointed time…..

It's coming into the view of what he sees, the magnifying glass is on the eye, the end in view, the final cry.

Worship from all creatures great and small , the unity of the mind of Christ, the onward march, now to fulfill, the fathers writing on the wall, the story from before it all.

The stars in place , the final whisper of the word to fulfill.

The ages past , present and future see the sight, all at once the curtains rise, the unveiling awaited from before the beginning of time.

The roar , the shout , the cry of worshippers bowing down!

The Bride and Groom come out, the shining splendour of light after light.

Carried in the crys of billions gone by , lifted up above the crowd!

The Angels waited, and the saints gone by, the creatures danced and elders bowed down.

Glory, glory to God , All did shout!