Shattered
lives with no hope and nothing but hurt,
Dreaming little of the eternal but only of the
absurd,
Like the prodigal I come running into Your
arms,
Covered with the smell of death You keep me
from all harm,
And I’m still amazed that I’ll be able..
To walk
into Heaven and call it home,
To see You, the Holy One on the throne,
To walk into Heaven and call it home,
The greatest hope realized that I’ll be Yours
alone.
Out in the
Sudan holding her child to her breast,
Tears in her eyes she looks upon his swollen
chest,
His little hand reaches out to her face just
once more,
Her hands reach out to the Heavens as her
heart is so torn,
Crying out to Jesus knowing that he will be
able…
To walk
into Heaven and call it home,
To see You, the Holy One on the throne,
To walk into Heaven and call it home,
The greatest hope realized that I’ll be Yours
alone.
No more
death, sorrow or pain,
No more fears it’s all washed away,
Forever changed, forever changed
For He reigns, yes, He reigns,
As we walk into Heaven and call it home.
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