Wanda Jackson - The King Is Coming lyrics

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 is all suspended as the King comes through the gate Oh the King is coming the King is coming I just heard the trumpets sounding and now his face I see Oh 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 e has mended those from prison he has freed Little children and the aged hand in hand stand all aglow Who were crippled broken ruined dressed in garments white as snow 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 is now a**embled start to sing Amazing Grace Oh the King is coming the King is coming... Oh the King is coming the King is coming... (He's coming for me)