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He comes in the dance, in a whirlwind of fury
He kicks with His Feet creating the storm
Calling the west wind to do His bidding
As He circles, He flashes and the hurricane's born.
He thunders His Voice and it resonates terror
While the sea rages with waves very high.
Stomping His Feet, He lowers the pressure
Intensifying as His Coming draws neigh.
Awake from your sleep, awake from your slumber !
At the sound of the shofar, He will gather His own.
Rise up from your graves a mighty army
For the set time is coming when He takes His Throne.
Come light your lamp with the Oil of The Spirit
Make sure you have your wedding clothes on
For in a flash resurrection is changing
And in a twinkling, in a moment were gone.
