I look around, my life stands before me
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I hear the sound, of words that will restore me
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Guided by the vision of the truth that will abound
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having assurance of knowing you
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Of seeing your face, and the warmth of your embrace
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Sitting at the right hand of God
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All my hopes and dreams they stand in front of me
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As I gaze upon the Savior’s glory
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Reaching out and touching his hand
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To know the world that I must leave behind
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Is a grain in all the sands of time
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I see the light, the truth can’t be denied
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I know, the love the kingdom will provide
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Far beyond my expectations is what has come to be
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All that I’ve waited for, has been there all the time
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Waiting patiently
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And now it is known, as I kneel before the throne.
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Right Hand
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| Mastedon |
