And Lord haste the day....When my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound...And the Lord shall descend...Even so, it is well with my soul...
i love how i always just read over that part...
let's try it again:
When my faith shall be sight
Everything,
all questions will be answered, all problems solved, all sorrows destroyed
we will see our Father face to face...
When shall I see that happy place
And be forever blessed
When shall I see my Father's face
And in His bosom rest
we will dance, oh we will dance, on those golden streets,
filled with complete joy
not one trace of sorrow
it's almost like a piece of His heart
because
we couldn't take any more


