Even Though

Though the day be hot and the road so hard
    Though blistering sun’s rays plummet to the earth below
With the mountains trembling under the weight of this globe’s woe
    Fret not, oh Christian, for your Savior's coming draws neigh!

Though economies crumble under their heavy debt burden
    Though the jobs be few and only for the privileged of class
Though the music sounds gruesome, weird tunes of the day
    With farmers not planting because the rain is so scarce!

Though travel is diminished for the costs are sky high
    With the beaches empty and sun bathers so few
Older cars now the norm, with factories inventories high
    No one has the money even for the rock bottom prices!

Though production has waned even in China and Japan
    In the US street people outnumber home owners by far
With Internet access at an all time low
    And all the Face Book profiles only misery and woe!

Though we think it could never be so bad
    Yet the book of Revelations spells out the details
With men like outrages, heads buried in the sand
    The heat of His coming like the sun but hotter ten times!

With multitudes rejoicing while the earth howls in birth pains
    The long waited return of the Master’s at hand
And the myriad of Saints clothed in glistening white robes from above
    With trumpets proclaiming the soon arriving King!