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Song: The King is Coming Artist: Bill Gaither VERSE 1
TheG marketplace is eG7mpty, No more traffCic in the streets, Am All the builDders' tools are silent, No more time to Charvest wheat; G Busy hGousewives cease their laG7bors, In the courCtroom no debate, Am Work on earDth is all suspended as the KingC comes thro' the gate. G
CHORUS
O the KiGng is comG7ing, The CKing is cominAmg! I just Dheard the trumpets sounding, And now HisC face I see; G O the King is comG7ing, The KinCg is cominAmg! Praise GoDd, He's coming for meG!
VERSE 2
HapGpy faces line the haG7llways, Those whose lCives have been redeemAmed, Broken homDes that He has mended, Those from prCison He has freeGd; Little cGhildren and the aG7ged Hand in haCnd stand all aglow, Am Who were crDippled, broken, ruined, Clad in Cgarments white as snow. G
VERSE 3
I can heGar the chariots ruG7mble, I can Csee the marching throAmng, The flurry oDf God's trumpets Spells the enCd of sin and wroGng: Regal Grobes are now unG7folding, Heaven's gCrandstand's all in plaAmce, Heaven's chDoir now assembled, Start to siCng "Amazing Grace!" G