As a child I used to wonder
What the Rapture might really be
When I heard the old folks talk about it
It always frightened me
A peculiar thing it somehow seemed
That would carry off kids
In the middle of their dreams
And take them away to, who knows where
And deprive them of parents
When they finally got there
But since I’m grown I realize
The Rapture, to Christians, is highly prized
And since I’m a Christian and Jesus is mine
If raptured today, I never would die
Now I long for the time, when Jesus will come
And take me away to his mansion above
To live in a world where everything’s right
And visit with God and my loved ones on high
No human wisdom can ever describe
The way that I feel, what a glorious high
As I look toward Zion and say with a shout
“Come get me, Lord Jesus, ” my fear has run out
Copyright C R Clark-6/10/81
C R Clark
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