In the Throne Room (Grave Declaration)

We come in through the gates And await the arrival of the King. And though I'm afraid, there is something That tells me there is nothing here to fear. Doors fly open and light comes in Now I wait to see if that's Him Jesus Christ, Mr. King of Kings I'm here to offer Thanksgiving (Nails, hands, blood ran, sins gone, white as snow) With the number of days I've been given I will praise Your Name and Scream it loud Everyone will hear shout About a mercy so true And how life is at hand if we Only turn to you Heart and soul Of mine you behold And forever we'll be Reunited the way we were Meant to live