In righteousness enthroned on high
Beyond The Father’s door
Reigns He who chose for man to die
And live forever more
Who’ll recognise The Living One?
God’s Word and righteous Sword
Who’ll see in Him God’s Lamb and Son
And take Him as their Lord
These will The Lord God recognise
These few, He’ll call His own
He’ll take the veil from off their eyes
And touch their hearts of stone
He’ll bless their souls and make them Light
Strengthen the young and old
Anoint with oil, give robes of white
And crowns of purest gold
He’ll give with grace, awesome power
The right to rise above
Riches upon our heads He’ll shower
With perfect endless love
Who but a fool would life decline?
Refuse to be God’s child?
Walk with creation’s King divine?
Completely reconciled
I pray in faith more eyes may see
More ears The Truth may hear
More servants live more souls to free
The living God to fear
That countless lost may soon be found
More eyes receive true sight
The walking dead find holy ground
And Life’s eternal Light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem