For those who seek the face of God For those who call the name of Christ The road upon this earthly sod Will one day lead to paradise We embrace the cross of calvary Pressing toward the prize we will receive
Chorus: We're waiting on new wings, searching an old sky waiting for the day we see heaven coming down there's a promise land awaiting But there's mercy in the meantime While we're walking on this ground Between crosses and crowns
We stumble and we lose our way We question what we're doing here Yet all the time we watch and pray We're wondering if the end is near So he left us his amazing grace Until we see him face to face
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We're pilgrims on a mission field Where the heart gets changed and the soul gets healed there's a purpose in these shadow lands Between the crowns of gold and The nail-scarred hands.
