Dying To Meet You
There’s a longing deep inside me, some say is a good thing
Even though it’s producing such an aching in my heart and all this
Restless imagination of what eternity is like...
And seeing God for the first time brings a sense of fear but anticipation
Like streaks of gold and purple mixing in the morning sky
Just before the sun rises with its blinding glow
And it takes my breath away
Dying to meet You in a heavenly new light
Searching the clouds for possibilities
Dying to meet You to see if all I’ve learned is true
Throwing away these vain philosophies
Oh, beyond this curtain that I’m clinging to
I know it’s You, I know it’s You
Came through a process as I searched for my identity
So many things I didn’t know and surely never thought I’d learn
Only to find nothing is gained until I give myself away
In a final crowning gesture to the bright and morning star who lives
Jesus is my soul creator who lives and died for me
I will now return His favor
My heart will stop when I know His face I see
Dying to meet You, we’ll sing a brand new song
About the passing of the painful things
Dying to meet You, sad memories are gone
Lost in Your presence as new freedom rings
Above this curtain that I’m clinging to
I still need You, I still need You
Like streaks of gold and purple mixing in the eastern sky
Just before the sun rises with its blinding glow
And it takes my breath away
Dying to meet You, we’ll sing a brand new song
About the passing of the painful things
Dying to meet You, sad memories are gone
Lost in Your presence as new freedom rings
Above this curtain that I’m clinging to
I know it’s You, I know it’s You
© 1996 Word Music (a div. of Word, Inc.)/Fanatic Music (adm. by Word, Inc.)/ASCAP/McSpadden Smith Music/BMI