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!
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