When the thrones, are in place,
Eyes of Fire survey;
The LORD most High,
Has the final say.
Holy and mighty,
are the Works of His hands.
The tree of Life,
By golden stands.
I bow my heart,
to the Lovely One.
I love his words, His Heart, and His Son.
Fainting to see what You’ll do next.
Knowing that You create the best!
When Your court is seated, and books open wide;
Can I oh Father, sit by Your side?