Clothed in glory
The Ancient of Days
Sits upon His throne
With the Son and Spirit
He governs the universe
Sometimes I wonder how much
Jesus longs to return to us, His Bride,
Or how often He cries out to The Father
“When can I return to bring her home
My Father, when, I hear her calling out to me.”
The Father replies, “wait… wait… wait
The time has not yet come but soon will be.
All things are in My hands
Yet My mercy remains still yet for a while
For I desire none to perish but all to have life in My Kingdom.”
Living Fountain 