Street Stories - A Ringside Seat To Over 4 Decades Of Taking Jesus To The Streets Of The World

Hold Back the Rapture by Bobby Chance

I hear a lotta’ talk about Armageddon, They say that the end is near. The Bride of Christ is busy getting dressed for the wedding, Anxious to disappear. In all of this I see a tragedy. We’ve lost sight of the fight. Lord, I pray, don’t come back today … Don’t turn out the Light. Hold Back the Rapture Lord I long to see Your face. Give us just a little more time for the capture Of the human race. I keep thinkin’ about the brokenhearted, The lonely and the weak. Hold Back the Rapture, Lord … and send us to the street. I hear a lot of talk about revolution, People all living in fear. The Bride of Christ thinkin’ that the only solution Is a first-class ticket outta’ here. In all of this I see a tragedy Let’s put our hand to the plow Lord, I pray, don’t come back today … Don’t let the trumpet sound. Hold Back the Rapture Lord I long to see Your face. Give us just a little more time for the capture Of the human race.

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