IT SHALL COME TO PASS.

I am breaking my silence,
Things can not be the same,
Shall all tears not run dry?
And all that hurts and makes afraid,
Fading oblivion just in a moment?
Let your ear be attentive,
For this hope shall not be cut off,
With thousand voices blending in tune,
In adoration to Him who sat on high,
My voice shall join in that everlasting melody,
Shall it not come to pass?
With thousand assemblage of people,
With every culture, tribe and tongue,
Congregating in worship,
To Him who's name is true,
Tis shall be from everlasting to everlasting,
From one new moon to the other,
From one Sabbath to the other,
With ever flowing joy,
Streaming through the everlasting throne,
Cutting across all the new earth,
Where hunger, death and pains,
Envy, strive and hate are bid farewell,
Tis hope has cascaded my soul,
With comfort transcending the love of a mother,
I have been counted,
I have been numbered,
Tis is all grace unmerited,
My soul at last shall feel alright,
In an Eden home free of war,
With every residence in love,
That know no race and colour,
Living in harmony with every creature,
With no beast of the field making afraid,
And ever flowing streams of water,
With lovely creatures of the waters  
Leaping and flipping for joy,
And birds of the trees singing in peace,
Tis is true for His tabernacle,
Now dwells with men,
And all things made new.

NOT TOO LONG
I struggled for something to say,
Yes is not that easy,
Everything is scrambling,
Many a heart grows sour,
Day after day,
They live without mercy.

My eyes have seen it all,
My heart bears the pains,
My eyes is growing dimmed,
My longings seems so long,
My words sounds fainting,
Everything is tumbling.

I am going breathless,
I am broken and torn,
I stare and gaze afar,
I could see a world full of evil,
It is written in the perfect book,
'Mankind is wicked',
I see this and my tears has failed
To run dry.

I looked in the skies,
Pains and miseries is all I see,
Mankind is indeed in trouble,
Some are full of lies,
Some are full of mischief,
Some are full of disguise,
Some are full of scorn,
Hate and violence just increases.

My soul is trembling,
Cascaded with untold fear,
I can feel mans wickedness,
The weak souls are crying,
Their oppressors and tormentors,
All around appears pleasing,
Do they even care?
Their heart is seared,
Evil is all they know.

Many are full of fear,
Mine eyes have seen it all,
Monsters in human clothing,
They feel strong and mighty,
They oppress and ******,
Lo, their doom is sure,
Perhaps not too long,
Liberation is blowing in the air.

My soul even in its fears,
Can feel the signs of Joy,
Can feel salvation drawing nigh,
Can feel the sound of the trumpet,
That glorious appearing,
Of Him who's name is true,
The Son of mercy,
The bringer of peace and freedom,
Even so I cry out aloud,
Oh come quickly.

Have you imagine the wonders of the mighty deep?
Perhaps the wonders of God,
Has the waves whisper to you,
The mystery of the deep waters?
Behold the wonders of the ocean,
The colourful fishes swimming around Her graciously,
Leaping and flipping for joy,
Perhaps it is a praise to the Maker.

Behold the dolphins,
The sharks and the whales,
Swimming in the deep blue waters,
And the foaming waters laps gently around them all,
With such an awful display of beauty,
Yes it is here you find real beauty,
In the deep waters,
Behold the gracious joy of the scene
Again and again,
The waves whispers to me,
Even the stones are speaking back to me,
I can walk by all day long,
Sail even beyond the reefs,
In amazement stirring over and over the deep blue waters,
Just to feel more of this mystery.

Have you ever imagined the seagulls?
They spy while soaring,
Swooping swiftly,
Flipping and flapping,
Flying with joy,
With focused on the job,
Here if want to see the wonders of the age,
The ocean is such a beautiful place,
Full of wonders,
Full of conflicts,
Perhaps it is the wonders of God,
Urging me to follow as the wonderful sea creatures swims in the mighty deep,
Leaving a luring trail of life.

The ocean,
A home of many hidden creatures,
A home of many hidden treasure,
So full of beauty,
A place where you find hidden mysteries,
A place to ponder and wonder,
Shall I chose a different place to be,
Order than the abode of the Maker,
The ocean has it all for me.