From the clouds above
A beam of light pierces the cover
To shine upon the faces
Of the throng gathered below
This is the family of man
From all corners of the earth
With eyes transfixed upon the light
A hand raised high
And their index finger
Pointed to where
They know the mansion with rooms for all
Awaits them
Come tell it
Can you hear it
The clapping
The foot stamping
Can you see the swaying
The voices
Millions of voices
Raised in adoration
Come tell it
You have kept my word, come
Scribes have recorded the names
Of those
Who have reached out to others
They have become their brothers and sisters keeper
My Laws are ingrained in their persona
Those that have refused
Shall burn forever
When the door slams shut
It shall be forever
He is here
Come
Raise your voice
Come tell it