Crystal seas and palatial skies, give way to the coming jubilee.
Fields that were once void of life, barren and cold,
Now give up their treasures seven fold.

Desolation has now passed, for the desert is full of blooms.
Man who once despised his own kind has avoided his doom,
For today is the day of heavens jubilee.
Earth now rejoices as an angelic choir begins to sing.
Praises abound for the coming of the KING.

J. Allen Wilson © 2002
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