You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothing of mourning and clothe me with joy. Psalm 30.11
Coming at the end of our days,
We must look up.
Search for Him whom our hearts desire rests.
Our home is not on this world at all.
My home is in heaven above.
Jesus is waiting for us.
With open arms He says to me.
Enter into the joy of Your Lord.
Ancient of ages...
You will never ever die.
You are clothe in majesty and power.
Humbly I bent before Thee.
Songs of praise to Thee I bring.
Touched by the Holy Spirit.
Teach us how to praise You.
How to adore Your holy name.
Let Thy light guide us.
Let Thy grace unfold us.
Eternal Father..
To Thee we come.
Praise His name with dancing. Accompanied by tambourine and harp. Psalm 149.3
Yes Lord.
We will.
Amen
Coming at the end of our days,
We must look up.
Search for Him whom our hearts desire rests.
Our home is not on this world at all.
My home is in heaven above.
Jesus is waiting for us.
With open arms He says to me.
Enter into the joy of Your Lord.
Ancient of ages...
You will never ever die.
You are clothe in majesty and power.
Humbly I bent before Thee.
Songs of praise to Thee I bring.
Touched by the Holy Spirit.
Teach us how to praise You.
How to adore Your holy name.
Let Thy light guide us.
Let Thy grace unfold us.
Eternal Father..
To Thee we come.
Praise His name with dancing. Accompanied by tambourine and harp. Psalm 149.3
Yes Lord.
We will.
Amen