THY KINGDOM COME THY WILL BE DONE.

It is a thing of beauty,
to behold those on duty,
From the East to West,
Seeking God's Rest.

When heartaches come,
Seek God's Kingdom come,
Nothing fazes God each day,
As His Children bow to pray.

Tears may be flowing below,
He will gather tears to show,
His glory will bring forth Joy,
As Kingdom saints are employed.

He will gather you in His Arms,
Sheltered from all Alarm,
Jesus has gentle words and touch,
He Watches over those who love Him much.

Holy hands will lift you up,
Giving you a drink from His cup,
Joy shall be your daily delight,
Looking fully in His Holy light.

Shine in me, Jesus.
Shine, You opened my eyes that were blind,
Leaving the old life behind,
I have new mountains to climb.