VERSE 1
VERSE 2
VERSE 3
CHORUS
CHORUS
The market place is empty
No more traffic in the streets
All the builder’s tools are silent
No more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labor
In the courtroom, no debate
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes through the gate
Happy faces line the hallway
Those who’s life has been redeemed
Broken homes that He has mended
Those from prison He has freed
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand stand all aglow
Who are crippled, broke and ruined
Glad in garments white as snow
I can hear the chariots rumble
I can see the marching throngs
The furry of God’s trumpets
Spell the end of sin and wrong
Regal robes are now unfolding
Heaven’s grandstands all in place
Heaven’s choir is now assembled
Start to sing Amazing Grace
The King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see
The King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He’s coming for me
The King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see
The King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He’s coming for me