Song of the Saints – Page CXVI

BUY Hymns IV by Page CXVI.

Song of the Saints

I’ve got a home
In glory land
Outshines the sun
Outshines the sun
You took my feet
You took my hands
You wipe them clean Lord,
You wipe them clean.

When air fills thin,
We hardly breathe
You fill our lungs Lord
You fill our lungs

Bursting through the sky with Glory
Our saviour comes to save the saints
Redemptive eyes we see your mercy
You made the choice
You took our place.

The air feels thin
We hardly breathe
You fill our lungs Lord,
You fill our lungs

On darker days
We lift our eyes
We find a trace
We find a trace

Bursting through the sky with glory
Our Saviour comes, to save the saints
Redemptive eyes, we see your mercy,
You made the choice, you took our place.

Bursting through the sky with Glory
A Saviour comes to save the saints
Redemptive eyes we see your mercy
You made the choice, you took our place.

I’m coming home
I’m coming home
To a place, to a place
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
To a place, to a place

Love and mercy, truth and glory
I’m home, I’m home
Of love and mercy, truth and glory
I’m home, I’m home.

I’ve got a home, in glory land
Outshines the sun
Outshines the sun.

Ever-Increasing Glory.

From General Eva Burrows to the Ambassadors of Holiness session – “If I could give you any scripture verse it would be this one” (23 March 09);

“And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the spirit.” – 2 Corinthians 3:18

Praise Jesus!