I See the Light
Shining from the white of the Robe
And I hear the voice
Of the Master calling all His children home
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
I hear a trumpet call
Bursting through the crystal evening air
I see them gathered
Every nation, tribe and tongue is there
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
You can't imagine how He loves you
How His heart pines for you
Lo, there's a mansion
Prepared for His elect, the chosen ones
There is a place of honor
At the banquet table with the Son
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
Shining from the white of the Robe
And I hear the voice
Of the Master calling all His children home
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
I hear a trumpet call
Bursting through the crystal evening air
I see them gathered
Every nation, tribe and tongue is there
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
You can't imagine how He loves you
How His heart pines for you
Lo, there's a mansion
Prepared for His elect, the chosen ones
There is a place of honor
At the banquet table with the Son
And I hear the angels sing
As they gather 'round the throne
Singing praises to their Lord and King
As He calls the children home
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