The world was dark!
For centuries God's people groaned
Beneath the weight of tyrants' heel.
The heavens were brass.
Their hearts were filled with dread.
God surely has forgotten us they said,
Perhaps they even thought that God was dead.
And then a burst of light,
A star, an angel's song
And from out the darkness
One awaited long-
God was not dead!
The proof lay in the manger
God's own begotten Son the heavenly stranger.
And now the world is dark!
Wars rage, and crimes increase
The earth reels to and fro with vile disease.
In desperation, seeking for a place
Men shooting rockets out in space
In hopes to save a sickening human race
"Where is the promise of His coming?""Has God forgotten us or gone away?
What purpose is there in this long delay?"
One day the trump will sound
from out the gloom
And Christ appear to catch away His own.
God is not dead!
nor is He slack concerning all His promise.
He'll come back when least expected
The world will worship and adore
One once rejected.