If I could capture the light from a million sunbeams And grasp every falling star from the sky And be filled with the light of a thousand suns Then I'll be ready when the time comes
When the time comes to walk into your glory Where the brightest sun simply hides its face in shame And the universe itself bows down in humble adoration And we leave behind the very edges of our imagination
A place where the ocean is rendered to but a single tear And all the heavens above cry out in resounding glory And a million upon ten million incorruptible saints Sway in the wind of the Spirit and know there are no restraints
No eye has seen nor has any ear ever heard Nor has it entered into the hearts of those who love Him Of the glory and the majesty of this heavenly place Where we gaze upon His throne and look into His face.
A Call To The Remnant 