Poetry: The Morning Cometh

A.C. White

A shout! a trumpet note!
A Glorious Presence in the azure sky!
A gasp,
A thrill of joy,
And we are with Him in the twinkling of an eye!

A glance, an upward look,
Caught up to be with Christ for evermore!
The dead alive!
The living glorified!
Fulfilled are all His promises that come before!

His face!
His joy supreme
Our souls find rapture only at His feet!
Without a spot!
We enter into heaven's joy complete!

Strike harps,
Oh, sound His praise...
We know Him as we never knew before!
God 's love!
God's matchless grace!
'Twill take eternity to tell while we adore!