Immanuel's Light a poem by Alan McDougall

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Immanuel's Light
a poem by Alan McDougall

Come fly towards majestic Orion with me
At great speed to our majestic God, we flee
Through a wide river, at last, we fly
Reaching out to a great light beyond the sky

Towards the sides of the north nearer and nearer we flew
Arrayed in spotless white robes given to you
Across a vast space of the infinite night
Together clothed in glory we continued our flight

Oh great heavenly cavern so measureless to man
See before majestic Immanuel gather all who can
By mighty angels through glorious clouds, we are driven
Closer and closer to gods mighty throne in the midst of heaven

At last to those mighty gates of heaven, we came
Baptized by El Shaddai's light all were the same
In joyful luminous glory, all creation did sing
By that stupendous realm of the holy king

A mighty voice shook all creation and rang through the air
Saying loud gather all around great El Shaddai's colossal chair
Look at God's right a wonder is seen to rise
“Oh my beloved son, at last, I can give you your prize”

Bathed in the beautiful grandeur of the one who had atoned
Countless multitudes stood quietly before Emmanuel enthroned
Joyfully before Emmanuel at last
Faces glowing by lakes coloured by golden riven glass
Rejoicing at a life that would now never pass

Through a wide river, at last, we fly
Reaching out to a great light beyond the sky

Towards the sides of the north nearer and nearer we flew
Arrayed in spotless white robes given to you
Across a vast space of the infinite night
Together clothed in glory we continued our flight

Oh great heavenly cavern so measureless to man
See before majestic Immanuel gather all who can
By mighty angels through glorious clouds, we are driven
Closer and closer to gods mighty throne in the midst of heaven

At last to those mighty gates of heaven, we came
Baptized by El Shaddai's light all were the same
In joyful luminous glory, all creation did sing
By that stupendous realm of the holy king

A mighty voice shook all creation and rang through the air
Saying loud gather all around great EL Shaddai's colossal chair
Look at God's right a wonder is seen to rise
“Oh my beloved son, at last, I can give you your prize”

Bathed in the beautiful grandeur of the one who had atoned
Countless multitudes stood quietly before Emmanuel enthroned
Joyfully before Emmanuel at last
Faces glowing by lakes coloured by golden river glass
Rejoicing at a life that would now never pass
 

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