You'll find me neath the throne
When I'm all alone
And the pain's too much to bear
You will find me there
You'll find me neath the cross
A place of bleeding loss
When I'm on my knees in prayer
You will find me there
You'll find me on my knees
A place of desperate pleas
When I'm wounded in a snare
You will find me there
You'll find me at His feet
When life has forced me to retreat
When I'm hurt and in despair
You will find me there
You'll find me on higher ground
When the darkness is all around
And to that darkness I do declare
You will find me there
For He will lift me up
The one who drank the cup
I will meet Him in the air
And you will find me there
You'll find me in His glory
And that shall be my story
For His glory's everywhere
And you will find me there! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem