"The King Is Coming" lyrics - THE OAK RIDGE BOYS

The marketplace is empty, no more traffic in the streets
All the builder's tools are silent, no more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labors, in the courtroom no debate
Work on Earth has been suspended as the King comes through the gate

All the railroad cars are empty as they rattle down the tracks
In the newsroom, no one watches as machines type pointless facts
All the planes veer off their courses, no one sits at the controls
For the King of all the ages comes to claim eternal souls

Happy faces line the hallways, those whose lives have been redeemed
Broken homes that He has mended, those from prison He has freed
Little children and the aged hand in hand stand all a-glow
Who were crippled, broken, ruined, clad in garments white as snow

I can hear the chariot's rumble, I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets spells the end of sin and wrong
Regal rolls are now unfolding, Heaven's grandstands all in place
Heaven's choir is now assembled, start to sing Amazing Grace

The King is coming, the King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding and now His face I see
The King is coming, the King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me