H E I R

You who call us sons and daughters Bid us to the table now Do we fully know Who calls us Have we truly seen the crown Heir of earth and infinite Perfect in Your Father's will You are giving us Your nature The vow of mercy now fulfilled And the one true Son calls out to the adopted As we find our home in You And we cry Abba Father to the Perfect Author Who stitched His very image in our hearts We are groaning, waiting, in this world decaying For the hope undying, glory rising Children of the promise roar His Kingdom still at hand yet here He's redeeming all the wreckage His love is driving out our fear And we cry Abba Father to the Perfect Author Who stitched His very image in our hearts We are groaning, waiting, in this world decaying For the hope undying, glory rising He shall put all things under His feet And death itself concedes Oh wounded eyes behold your victor King He has shattered death's dark sting He shall put all things under His feet And death itself concedes Oh wounded eyes behold your victor King He has shattered death's dark sting He shall put all things under His feet And death itself concedes Oh wounded eyes behold your victor King He has shattered death's dark sting He shall put all things under His feet And death itself concedes Oh wounded eyes behold your victor King He has shattered death's dark sting He shall put all things under His feet And death itself concedes Oh wounded eyes behold your victor King He has shattered death's dark sting