Turn from side and face
my eyes that seek to unlace
the wit to unlock this vault
I know my heart shall
...
The Red sea heard his steps and made path for them,
The hard-core rock felt His touch and wept
The water at canaan's weddin saw Him, She blushed, turning wine.
Now you'v 'infested'' my heart,
...
Give Me Heaven, I Wont Be Content.
Give me Heaven,
I wont be content
with her golden streets
and pearly gates
breath taking mansions
and all the joyful saints
Give me Heaven,
I wont be content
with the amazing wall
and her fitly-set stones
of jasper, sapphire, chrysolite and the rest
my eyes shall not more be pleased
than with the c'mon granite which acquit my flesh
on my pilgrim days on earth
Give me Heaven,
I wont be content
with all her celestial bliss
cherubims and seraphims in their glorious wings
and for always eternity the meal
and my crown, heaven's stars adorn.
If that's all there is,
if His throne be void,
or by another preside,
give me Heaven,
I wont be satisfied.