In the Throne Room -

We come in through the gates

And await the arrival of the King

And though I’m afraid, there is something

That tells me there is nothing here to fear

Doors fly open and light comes in

Now I wait to see if that’s Him

Jesus Christ, Mr. King of Kings

I’m here to offer Thanksgiving

(Nails, hands, blood ran, sins gone, white as snow)

With the number of days

I’ve been given I will praise

Your Name and Scream it loud

Everyone will hear shout

About a mercy so true

And how life is at hand if we

Only turn to you

Heart and soul

Of mine you behold

And forever we’ll be

Reunited the way we were

Meant to live