The harvester gathers His seed
With justice and mercy His sickle swings
In gentleness and ferocity
Separating those who do
From those who refuse to believe
To the Father, the Son convenes
With Holy Ghost, together One, separate Three
In Heavenly harmony
With rejoicing angels
Bowing on bended knee, prostrated before the King of Kings
To sin the babe delivering
Humble and poor and without questioning
The path of salvation and reckoning
His soul to give in death
And, judgment in His returning
Of hope greater than any known
Our souls know of greater still flowing from His Holy throne
With purer comfort still to come
Upon our awaited return
To the Holy Trinity, the Three in One
Come quick, Oh Lord, with justice
Hear, now, our cries for forgiveness
The day our live's have finished
Their earthly journey
Comfort our souls in Your unbroken promises
impressive. thought-provoking
impressive. thought-provoking write