| Slumber
a while, My Precious Child, |
| and rest from your day
of days. |
| The
debt has been paid, and recompense made, |
| and for this I give
you praise. |
| The
drops of your blood were the tears I wept |
| as you carried the cross
today. |
| Your
throne awaits, you tasted your fate, |
| and your crown will
show them the Way. |
| Your
wounds I will tend, and your heart I will mend |
| as I take you back in
My care. |
| All
you endured and suffered for them |
| was more than I could
bear. |
| You
were never alone ... now it's time to come home |
| to the One who loves
you the most. |
| In
the blink of an eye, it will be you and I ... |
| joined by the Holy
Ghost. |
| It
is time for Our Light to shine in your sight, |
| brighter than time can
tell. |
| For
it will be said, that your blood was shed ... |
| and that you pleased
Me well. |
| The
world you are leaving will go on grieving |
| until you return again. |
| Your
name they will claim as Lord of Lords, |
| and King of Kings they
will sing. |
| Oh,
Prince of Peace, My Holy One, |
| the hour has finally
come. |
| "Stand"!
I command, "Your work is done ... |
| Take My hand, and ... |
| ARISE,
MY SON"! |
