Clouded Glass

I see now through clouded glass Struggling to see Your way When Your time is come Clearly will my eyes see You Nothing will blind me from You O’ Lord For it is by You that all things are made You restore my sight – that I may know You To know Your way so not to be deceived When I look up into the heavens I dream on the day that I will be there I yearn for the day of Your return With angelic hosts by Your side Beckoning me come … rise up from my slumber Join in the heralding of Christ’s return I imagine tears of joy streaming from my face My heart leaping with joy on that day When I see You Lord, face to face I experiece joy unspeakable seeing Your glory!