The King Is Coming - Gaither, Gaither Vocal Band

The Market place is empty

No more traffic in the streets

All the builders' tools are silent

No more time to harvest wheat

Busy housewives cease their labors

In the courtroom no debate

Work on earth has been suspended

As the King comes through the gate

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

Happy faces line the hallways

Those whose lives have been redeemed

Broken homes that He has mended

Those from prison He’s set free

Little children and the aged

Hand in hand, stand all aglow

Those who were crippled, broken, ruined

Clad in garments white as snow

I can hear the chariots rumble

I can see the marching throng

And the flurry 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

Praise God, He’s coming for me