I Hear He is Coming

I hear He is coming

The preacher told us so

He read from a big book

That was written long ago.

There was a prophet

A man who listened closely to God

He spoke to the rich and the poor

He cared a lot about those downtrod.

There was hopeless in the land

They had all lost their way

They were looking left and right

Trying to see a better day.

The prophet said he is coming

I just won’t tell you when

You better get prepared

You’ll face all of your sins.

The world we live sounds familiar

We stink up this big old joint

We have all chosen our paths

And toward hell much of us do point.

This world like that one

Bad stuff and other’s pain was craving

If it doesn’t come soon

I don’t know if it’ll be worth saving.

He’ll be born of a virgin

Something no one has done

He’ll bring us back to glory

He’ll be God’s only Son.

He’ll bring us to our knees

And we’ll worship at the throne

He’ll have a heart of justice

For those left undone.

Today is sit and I ponder

I’d like for him to come

And reign amongst my people

And to fix the world undone.

This thing is what we called it

Advent is a descriptive term

Jesus is coming as a baby

We have so very much to learn.

Mary and Joseph his parents

The donkey their traveling mode

He walked and carried them along

Not knowing of his precious load.

That sweet sweet day He was born

The world never to be the same

We all bow down to the Christ child

We worship His holy name.

The prophet was named Isaiah

The truth he told quite clear

The child’s name was to be Immanuel

His birth is drawing near.