His Kingdom Yet To Come "

His Kingdom Yet To Come"

This poem's about His kingdom,
His kingdom soon be done.
His perfect private kingdom,
His kingdom yet to come.

A place within His heart,
a place He'll soon prepare.
As Father for His own,
with tenderness of care.

He'll open up His heart,
share all that is within.
Give and give some more,
and then He'll give again.

For hidden in His heart,
His new world will begin.
Made only for His family,
they'll live inside within.

They'll march into His heart,
receive them one-by-one.
With fullness of His joy,
His kingdom will be done!

Sealed and safe inside Him,
no harm can enter in.
They'll stay inside forever,
they'll never go out again.

It started as a promise,
He made within Himself.
A secret perfect plan,
He told to no one else.

His plan to love and grow,
at start He saw the end.
He'll move from love to love.
out-do Himself again.

He had a secret vision,
of kingdom yet to come.
A picture in His mind,
He'll work and pattern from.

A masterpiece He'll weave,
He'll use the thread of life.
He'll use the loom of wisdom,
His vision brought delight!

A vision of His future,
a vision of His Sons.
A vision of new life,
of kingdom yet to come.

A new way He'll be happy,
a new way He can give.
A new way He can love,
a new place He can live.

His peaceful secret paradise,
a splendid beautiful place.
His newly heaven kingdom,
a sacred Holy space.

The temple of His love,
a place He'll live abide.
A Holy family kingdom,
with only love inside.

A kingdom for His people,
a kingdom that won't end.
A kingdom full of joy,
where nothing will offend.

A kingdom for His Sons,
their glory can't be known.
They'll rule along beside Him,
a kingdom full of thrones.

A kingdom to be inherited,
a kingdom gift as prize.
A kingdom to be divided,
but doesn't shrink in size.

A kingdom full of life,
for death has passed away.
A kingdom without time,
there is no night or day.

A kingdom full of light,
no darkness can be found.
His glory is so bright,
it blazes all around.

A kingdom full of beauty,
a kingdom that's ornate.
A kingdom full of mansions,
a lavish rich estate.

A kingdom full of treasure,
His fruit of Holy vine.
Storehouse of His harvest,
abundance by design.

A kingdom full of power,
established by His might.
A kingdom of great cities,
His glory gives the light.

His kingdom yet to come,
a new and perfect land.
A peaceful Holy kingdom,
that's guaranteed to stand.

When His kingdom's finished,
His new world will begin.
He'll greet His priestly kings,
they're gladly welcomed in.

When His kingdom's finished,
His new world will begin.
His people cheer with joy,
no eye will tear again.

When His kingdom's finished,
His new world will begin.
All mysteries then revealed,
all secrets come to end.

When His kingdom's finished,
His new world will begin.
Old things will pass away,
farewell to earth and sin.

When His kingdom's finished,
His new world will begin.
A world of perfect splendor,
the best life's ever been.

For hidden in His heart,
His new world will begin.
Made only for His family,
they'll live inside within.

His place is near prepared,
historic promised land.
His kingdom almost finished,
His kingdom is at hand.

His peaceful secret paradise,
His kingdom soon be done.
His perfect private kingdom,
His kingdom yet to come.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !