NOW BEHOLD THE QUEEN!

They say time is running out

But with you I gain time

Oh how my soul wait to see this day

I will patiently wait to behold

The beauty and splendor of my Queen.

A thousand hours flashes like lightening

As God’s breathe sends down the ice

With sixty-one thousand hours of service

Yet not remembered like a wounded vet

But the joy ahead of me

Energizes me to endure the pains

Of a freezing seat by coffee I never tasted

And though the wait felt like waste

God kept me busy with His Work

I am confident within me that

God has reserved her for me

But I still haven’t figured out

The Reservation Code.