The Story, The Lyrics & The Opportunity
The Song
The Story
The Lyrics
Oh Abbi when the call came through
To ask me if I’d come & sit & sing with you
I wanted to rush over right away
What an honour to be invited into such a sacred space
What an honour to be invited into your last day
Oh and you don’t need my songs any more
Nor any other comfort that this old world has to offer
The Father now is singing over you
All pain and sickness is undone
He says “Well done good and faithful one”
And you’re singing all your praises back to him
Cos your last day
Was your first day
In the presence of your King
Oh Abbi when the call came through
To say I was to late to come & sit & sing with you
It kind of cracked my heart open wide
I’d heard that you had put up such a brave fight
And held on to hope right up
Until your last day
But you don’t need my songs any more
Nor any other comfort that this old world has to offer
The Father now is singing over you
All pain and sickness is undone
He says “Well done good and faithful one”
And you’re singing all your praises back to him
Cos your last day
Was your first day
In the presence of your King
Oh Abbi when the call came through
For you to cross over the threshold into all things new
You left behind your want and need and lack
And stepped into the bright light of that perfect place
Inextinguishable comfort, Jesus face to face
In the fullness of His glory all else fades away
It’s all of this and it’s only your first day
So now you don’t need my songs any more
Nor any other comfort that this old world has to offer
The Father now is singing over you
All pain and sickness is undone
He says “Well done good and faithful one”
And you’re singing all your praises back to him
Cos your last day
Was your first day
In the presence of your King