Album: It's Over - Let Eternity Begin
From the throne room of glory
The Father tells the Son
"Go get My children
For it's time to bring them home"
Gabriel picked up that trumpet
Let its tongue ring loud and long
For the saints of all the ages
I am going home
Who's this man, He's so lovely
With the scars in His hands
He's serving the table
Communing with friends
Go get room and put among Him
Place that crown on His head
He's the King, the Lord of glory
To all Heaven He says
It's over
Every victory's been won
Bring home My children
In robes of white
Spread the table for that supper
That is promised unto them
Saints, take your places
Let eternity begin
The King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see
Spread the table for that supper
That is promised unto them
Saints, take your places
Let eternity begin
Saints, take your places
Let eternity begin
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