My Dream and My Vision by RICHARD STEINER

Cello with violin and trumpets at the appropriate time

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, but words as my sleep aren’t coming, so I am closing my eyes, What a time to be sleeping, waiting for something to write, Suddenly I hear trumpets, loudly, the trumpets do cry, louder than the loudest of music, a sound the fearful won’t like, I scramble quick from my table, but a candle I will not need, for something incredible  has happened, Light is shining on me…

Now I remember something important, 
Jesus said I come as a thief, and the coming should happen at midnight, to rescue all souls who believe, could this be Jesus now coming, O I hope it is so, for so very long I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting so long…

The earth under feet now is quaking, the shelter I’m in, falls away, and people are running and crying, this is the end,  many say, the sky above in commotion, the sun shines bright in it’s strength, all nature is has lost it’s composure, seems theres no place to be safe…

Fire and ice co-mingle, geysers shoot to the sky, the town is gone as I’ve known it, what wonders are filling the skies, the far in the distance I see it, A cloud approaching so bright, then with the shout of the Archangel, the dead in Christ now arise, and Angels come to collect them, up to the Throne of Christ…

So many around me aren’t ready, they cry they weep and they wail, for they refused to believe, or even to avail, that which was offered before, now too late they can see it, now to late to avail!

Then the Angels come to retrieve me, O the Joy that I feel, but something is wrong I can feel it, the light is gone, as I sit, for I was dreaming of Jesus, O that we have some more time, to try to convince the neighbors, that we have  very little more time…

Well I guess it’s time to retire, to be ready for the new day to come, and try to reach those in vision, I saw weeping and crying we’re lost,  this  has long been my mission, to tell of The Lord Jesus Christ, and they can have salvation, for Jesus has paid the cost!

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Bone tired late in the evening, way past my turn in time, can’t doze so I am writing, a good way to pass the time, the clock on the fireplace mantle, has just hit the midnight chimes, so I am poised to begin writing, something that might catch the eye… , but words as my sleep aren’t coming, so I am closing my eyes, What a time to be sleeping, waiting for something to write, Suddenly I hear trumpets, loudly, the trumpets do cry, louder than the loudest of music, a sound the fearful won’t like, I scramble quick from my table, but a candle I will not need, for something incredible has happened, Light is shining on me… Now I remember something important, Jesus said I come as a thief, and the coming should happen at midnight, to rescue all souls who believe, could this be Jesus now coming, O I hope it is so, for so very long I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting so long… The earth under feet now is quaking, the shelter I’m in, falls away, and people are running and crying, this is the end, many say, the sky above in commotion, the sun shines bright in it’s strength, all nature is has lost it’s composure, seems theres no place to be safe… Fire and ice co-mingle, geysers shoot to the sky, the town is gone as I’ve known it, what wonders are filling the skies, the far in the distance I see it, A cloud approaching so bright, then with the shout of the Archangel, the dead in Christ now arise, and Angels come to collect them, up to the Throne of Christ… So many around me aren’t ready, they cry they weep and they wail, for they refused to believe, or even to avail, that which was offered before, now too late they can see it, now to late to avail! Then the Angels come to retrieve me, O the Joy that I feel, but something is wrong I can feel it, the light is gone, as I sit, for I was dreaming of Jesus, O that we have some more time, to try to convince the neighbors, that we have very little more time… Well I guess it’s time to retire, to be ready for the new day to come, and try to reach those in vision, I saw weeping and crying we’re lost, this has long been my mission, to tell of The Lord Jesus Christ, and they can have salvation, for Jesus has paid the cost!

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