Out of the eastern blue
breaking sunlight behind
silhouette framed with fire.
On a brilliant, powder white
powerful, wonderful steed
charge and change the day.
One day, some day has come
all tomorrows, now are born
yesterdays justified, fulfilled.
Promise kept, faithfully wept
answers in the morning mist
just as the prophets declared.
In a twinkle of tearful eye
all that was, is and shall
has become enthroned, our King.
All knee shall bow, some belly too
everything named is subject to His
oh praise...our Lord has come again.
