Heaven Here I Come by We the Kingdom

My feet now walk these dusty roads Soon the streets of gold Goodbye to sin and shame forever I am going home All Saints' Day was Sunday, and this one has been on repeat since. John saw "a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb" (Revelation 7:9). We the Kingdom pictures those same saints at the gate, waving us in. I'm trading my sorrows For joy that never ends The saints are at the pearly gates They're waving me in It reminds me of Sam in Mordor, looking up at a single star and realizing the Shadow was "only a small and passing thing." The dusty road is real, but it's short. "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it" (John 1:5). Heaven, here I come.

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