Thursday, February 24, 2011

Knowing What I Know About Heaven


I bet the trumpets played,
And the angels sang every sweet refrain of Amazing Grace.
And that Heaven’s hands opened up the gate,
And the children danced when they saw your face.
As happy as they were to see you coming,
I was just as sad to have to watch you go.

Knowing what I know about Heaven,
Believing that you’re all the way home.
Knowing that you’re somewhere better,
Is all I need to let you go.
I could hope that I could pray you back,
But why on earth would I do that?
When you’re somewhere life and love never ends,
Knowing what I know about Heaven.

Where every single voice makes a joyful noise,
How sweet the sound when the saints rejoice.
To every broken heart and every wounded soul,
New life begins on streets of gold.
Where every tear is raining here from my eyes,
I know the sun is shining where you are.

Knowing what I know about Heaven,
Believing that you’re all the way home.
Knowing that you’re somewhere better,
Is all I need to let you go.
I could hope that I could pray you back,
But why on earth would I do that?
When you’re somewhere life and love never ends,
Knowing what I know about Heaven.

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