Verse 1:
One night, a Stranger passes through our city, the city of Laodicea,
To see who is prepared for eternity –
Prepared for the day that will come as a thief in the night.
Here and there is a candle lit, here and there a lamp burning
With the holy oil of the Spirit, in a house, in a heart.
Hot with heavenly flame, shining brightly for Jesus’ name –
These watch for the heavenly King,
And also for the enemy.
Verse 2:
Now as the Stranger passes from house to house, knocking at every door,
The faithful recognize Him as their King –
The One they have been waiting for, during darkest hours of night.
He hardly passes through their gate, as they hasten to the door.
For Him to knock they do not wait; they open right away.
He brings purified gold, and bestows upon young and old
His gifts of eyesalve and raiment,
That they may see and be holy.
Verse 3:
The King quietly makes His departure, passing through the midst of the city,
But those who have kept their watch follow Him.
He lives in their hearts, so they choose to stay by His side.
Soon they reach the outer walls, where the watchmen are sleeping.
The faithful try in vain to wake them, but He says they must go.
They make their way to a mount, where in sorrow, they look down
To see their city besieged by the army of the enemy.
ENDING:
The King, beginning to weep, cries in sorrow and pain so deep,
“What more could I do than I’ve done,
To save them from their chosen fate?”
