At the Throne of God
At the Throne of God
Hear the thunder roar,
See the light’ning flash
Hear the voice of God,
Many waters crash.
Sense the holiness,
Fall down on your face.
You’re in Heaven now.
You have run your race.
See the saints about
Walk on golden strands.
See them praising God,
Lifting holy hands.
At the throne of God
Hear the angels sing.
Voices felt, not heard…
As they serve the King.
Feel unworthiness
As you bow so low,
Christ calls, “Come, you’re home”
And the thunder rolls.
Hear the thunder roar,
See the light’ning flash
Hear the voice of God,
Many waters crash.
Sense the holiness,
Fall down on your face.
You’re in Heaven now.
You have run your race.
See the saints about
Walk on golden strands.
See them praising God,
Lifting holy hands.
At the throne of God
Hear the angels sing.
Voices felt, not heard…
As they serve the King.
Feel unworthiness
As you bow so low,
Christ calls, “Come, you’re home”
And the thunder rolls.
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