Throwback – The Son’s Visage

Written in 2009.

He’s surrounded by His creatures
Who forever sing His praise
To holy to be seen by man
The great Ancient of Days.

Surrounded by a light so bright
No mortal can approach
Yet somehow we His glory bear
Despite our past reproach.

For Lord Sabaoth is sov’reign
And will get the praise, His due
As the Just and Justifier
Who will make His world anew.

At the ending of the age
When the final trumpet sounds
And the glory of His majesty
Will everything surround.

For the elements will melt away
Before His wrath undone.
Then grace and love will shine
In the visage of the Son.

Copyright Jonelle Liddell 2009

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