When out of the East there arose such a
clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should
appear,
But Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun,sending forth a bright ray,
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my
head.
It was Jesus!Returning like he said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His
hand,
Was written the name of every saved woman and man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name,
When He said "It's not here",my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written
with love,
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees but it was too late,
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and cried as they rose out of site,
Oh, if only we had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is
clear,
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call,
We'll find that the Bible was right after all!!
Author Unknown
