Closer we get to midnight the faster we begin to run, try so hard to get it right pressured by the setting sun, it all begins to make some sense as we stop to catch our breath, the greater our faith in God above the less we fear our death.

Leaving behind our worry, our defenses and our doubt, Seven times around the Walls and waiting for the enemy’s rout, Don’t know when these walls will fall just know that they’re coming down. Have my ears inclined to heaven listening for the angel’s shout.

On this hill I wait for Glory, hand in hand with believers knowing that God has Won. We are filled with His Holy Spirit cause we’ve been saved upon that cross by God’s one and only Son.

Closer we get to midnight further from the setting sun so little time to get it right no matter how fast we run. Come to close to glory to look back to where I’ve been. The Lord God knows my story of how he cleansed me of all sin.

The clock is just reminder its hands are spinning round and the Lord’s return could be tonight those ready will be found. It’s almost time for Christ’s return to Rule and Reign for Good. Every tongue confess Christ is King how I am waiting for that sound.