Though human eyes cannot discern
Jesus' blessings like the sun
Shines down upon us all
We must daily pass it on
His love we must not spurn
He is God's precious Son
Come to earth to take up our cross
Ascended to heaven like a dove
He will not suffer again our loss
He watches and He waits
Yes, from up at heaven's gate
He watches, sighs and cries
Are you making ready your hearts?
Soon He will return...
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