Cascades

Cascades

God is coming,

in the wake of our tears.

Thus, broken and poured out,

we may be able to hear:

“What saith the Lord…” 

God is coming,

and, be sure, when He does,

He’s coming to chasten

and to cleanse, by His love,

them that are His. 

God is coming,

in clouds bright with His glory,

with legions of angels

rebuking and warning:

“Woe! Woe! Woe! to the wicked.” 

God is coming,

to gather all nations

in the midst of the furnace

of great tribulation!

(Oh, dreadful Day!) 

God is coming,

like wind in the mountains,

cascades ~ of sunlight,

and cool, springing fountains:

                      to give life to all living.