How awesome must be that day when you come to gather Your people,
To see the world bow at Your feet in homage and fear of your coming wrath
The closeness of this day I fear not,
For it will be a day of great rejoicing among your people.
O, the glory of Your majesty I cannot fathom,
For one can only understand after seeing for themselves.

What power will be shown to this evil earth and your disobedient children,
For we have gone astray by our own doings.
Our minds only plot for the good of evil,
Never for ourselves and the glory of our lord

How much longer will we keep doing this generational sin,
Of rejecting the name of the one who paid for our sins.
The longer it goes the more I wonder about family and friends,
If I were to die would they stand up for me

One by one the saints are martyred by their own families,
Only because they pronounced you as lord.
Yet still we only worship You,
King of the Heavens and Lord of all creation.

For you are the one who gives us air to breath and life to live
The only hope of the nations,
And godspeed to those who are in distress.
You are the one who gives them the strength to go on
And you make the world wonder how they stay alive

The world is awed at your children’s faith
Waiting for them to slide down into the world of sin
Yet they will never cease to speak out about their god the one who sustains them, is with them and always see them through