Jesus is my Heavenly King,
every hour, every moment,
I long for Jesus as my Heavenly King.
In my sorrows, in my troubles,
when I'm lone, sad and lonely,
I long for Jesus as my Heavenly King.
For I know He will soon be coming.
But, I forgot to love Him.
Under the light from heaven above,
I still hope of loving Him, once and forever
with a contrite heart,
I promise to return to Him.
Once again, and never to despair.
For I know He will soon be coming
and I'll be waiting.
Fearfully I cannot be a traitor to Him...
Oh my Jesus! My Heavenly King!
For I know you will soon be coming
and I'll be waiting.
Poem by my grandmother
-Ignacia Paz Rosenas Rayos
(Died last February 12, 2010- 86 yrs. old)
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