When you go to worship Jesus And you find just words won't do Let the joy filled tears run down your cheeks You see -- he hears them too They're the Melodies of Heaven Never yet sung on earth We sang them long-long--long ago Before our natural birth
We sing them now within the tears To him we glorify The "Highest Praises" from our hearts As our flesh man slowly dies
The words in our own language Though they're many - they're too few So when we're at a loss for words Tears come to the rescue
Then breaking forth the "Highest Praise" His glory fills our soul Just like it did when we once sang Those many years ago
But someday soon we're going to sing them And to the tears give voice With tongues of men and angels The heavens will rejoice
As it was in "The Beginning" So it shall be in "The End" All creation -- totally whole And glorifying Him
You can doubt it - if you want to But what "He Said" - Shall Come To Pass And you will find -- You're totally whole Glorifying Him at last
"The End" is "The Beginning" It's "the Future" and "The Past" And with that now -- having been said "Heavens Going To Be A Blast"
