Good Night My Lord


My King is but resting
At rest, He works to free those from captivity
Held in the abyss of death
Unlocking the door to eternal life
Gathering the souls entrusted to His Father

Oh the joy of the reunion with Abba
At the sight of St. John the Baptist
The Glorious trumpet blast announcing the King into Heaven
As we wait for Him to awake,
A Mother covered in her Sons blood, sits in sorrow
Sorrow only her Son can console

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