9-17-2006

“Home By The Trumpet”

Today I raise my right hand; I slowly stand to turn.

For I heard the sweet voice call my soul. To worship and to learn.

I have traveled through many lands and been blessed by the LORD.

I have breathed many moments and felt the chill of nighttime stirring; stirring me to weep.

I have seen the rise of glory in the coming of the son.

And so now I seek; seek the sacred call.

So I travel back again to the city of the LORD. Where our Father has set the truth and wisdom a light on the hill.

I bring with me the music of a soul filled with love.

I bring with me the hopes of thousands that have fought.

For now we are one in spirit; We rise above the earth. We stand in joy between the land and the sun.

Now we go together; Where we could not go alone.

To our home. To our home. The trumpets call us home.

To our LORD. To our LORD. Sweet Jesus.

Amen