4-2-21

I woke up a little jealous,
You see the Father face to face.
You are surrounded by His glory,
Filled with all His grace.

I wonder what it’s like,
Kneeling at His feet.
How wonderful it must feel,
How you must feel complete.

My weary heart tells me,
Nothing can compare,
To the joy that you are feeling,
In the place He has prepared.

How thrilling it must be,
Standing before the Father and the Son,
Seeing all the wonders,
Since all of time begun.

No mysteries left untold,
No confusion clouding sight.
You see His Truth revealed,
And brought into the Light.

So this morning I woke up jealous,
Longing for His touch,
Dreaming of rejoicing,
Next to you in His clutch.