His spirit rides with the clouds in the sky,
searches for souls who are lost and cry.
They were swept away in a fierce storm,
leaving a world of heartache and mourning.

He searches for them throughout the land,
knowing their spirits need a helping hand.
Vanished to a planet to await their welcoming home,
where they will meet God around His throne.

His spirit rides with the clouds in the sky,
crying out for those who have suffered and died.
Souls feel no pain nor suffer as they glide,
waiting in masses until they are welcomed inside.

God's mighty gate will swing open wide,
allow the spirits to rush in like a powerful tide.
Singing and shouting will echo throughout the sky,
as God's trumpet blows it'll give them a high.

Not a spirit will be left outside His gate,
none of His children will be standing in wait.
His outstretched arms will beckon them to His side,
where all will come in with dignity and great pride.