Page CXVI - Song of the Saints lyrics

Iʼve got a home in glory land Out shines the sun, out shines the sun You took my feet, you took my hands You wiped them clean Lord, you wiped them clean When air feels thin, we hardly breathe You fill our lungs Lord, you fill our lungs Bursting through the sky with glory Our savior comes to save the saints Redemptive eyes, we see your mercy You made the choice, you took our place When air feels thin, we hardly breathe You fill our lungs Lord, you fill our lungs On darker days, we lift our eyes We find a trace, we find a trace Bursting through the sky with glory Our savior comes to save the saints Redemptive eyes, we see your mercy You made the choice, you took our place Bursting through the sky with glory Our savior comes to save the saints Redemptive eyes, we see your mercy You made the choice, you took our place Iʼm coming home, Iʼm coming home, To a place, to a place Iʼm coming home, Iʼm coming home, To a place, to a place Of love and mercy, truth, and glory Iʼm home, Iʼm home Of love and mercy, truth, and glory Iʼm home, Iʼm home Iʼve got a home in glory land Out shines the sun, out shines the sun