Trumpet for the Son

Burnished bronze are his feet
It's where I lie, my life so sweet
From the hem of his robe to his golden chest
I am his son, no longer guest

His face shines bright, hair white as wool
Fire in the eye for fools
In his mouth a sword in water won
A trumpet from the sun

The keys of death in his left hand
Our hope in the other, is how we stand
Where seraphim sing, and cherubim dance
In our church, divine romance

A rainbow shines in emerald green
Through lightning rain that's what I've seen
Spirits stand in the crystal sea
This is where I'm meant to be
This is where I'm meant to be

The Eagle and Ox, this man surrounds
And Judah's Lion to his steps are bound
At his sapphire throne, I lay my wreath
My life my all, to him bequeath

His face shines bright, hair white as wool
Fire in the eye for fools
In his mouth a sword in water won
A trumpet from the sun

His face shines bright, hair white as snow
It's time for me to go
They'll say I've died, but don't you grieve
For I have found reprieve
This is where I breathe



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen De Jager
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