Saturday, January 26, 2019

THE KING IS COMING - William J. Gaither And Gloria Gaither - Charles Millhuff - The marketplace 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 is all suspended As the King comes thro' the gate. O the King is coming, The King is coming! I just heard the trumpets sounding, And now His face I see; O the King is coming, The King is coming! Praise God, He's coming for me!


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The King Is 
Coming

Words by William J. Gaither
And Gloria Gaither (1, 2, and 3),
Charles Millhuff, verse 3 in part.
Music by William J. Gaither

This song is from the album "There's Just Something About That Name". 
Gaither Vocal Band - Official Video for “The King Is Coming (Live)"
 
Gaither Vocal Band - Official Video for “The King Is Coming (Live)"

 Official Video - Ben Speer, Jeanne Johnson, Ivan Parker 

 
Live concert recorded at the Opry House in Nashville, Tenn, 1992. Gaither Vocal Band. 

 
 


70th Anniversary Celebration .1991 with Bill Gaither


HeritageUSA


complete album


Noel Bouley, Soloist - Sanctuary Choir -Sharon Goldsberry, Pianist - Jay Whatley, Organist


Gaither Vocal Band - Official Video for 'The King Is Coming [Live]'









lyrics
The marketplace 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 is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate.

Chorus:

O the King is coming,

The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see;
O 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 has freed;
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand stand all aglow,
Who were crippled, broken, ruined,
Clad in garments white as snow.

Chorus (repeat)

I can hear the chariots rumble,
I can see the marching throng,
The flurry of God's trumpets
Spells the end of sin and wrong:

Regal robes are now unfolding,
Heaven's grandstand's all in place,
Heaven's choir now assembled,
Start to sing "Amazing Grace!"

Chorus (repeat)

  
 






 
 

 
 

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