When all Your people are standing there..
right in front of Your Throne..
Will You know all of us.. will we all be known
Will it be just like You know me now..or will I disappear..
in the midst of all their beauty..my lowly cries You'll hear?
Will You remember all the Times..together..year after year..
Will You still be aware I'm there..oh so very near..
Will You look upon me still..with all the Love in Your Eyes..or..
will all that be drowned out by the worship in their cries?
Will You remember everything..every moment..like I do..
Will You Touch my face when I am standing in front of You..
Will You wrap Your Arms around me..knowing who I am..
You..the most Holy One..You..our Precious Lamb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem