In His Presence

Through the gates of splendor we pass

We go the way or all flesh and all grass

The ancient doors are open wide

To invite the beloved inside

Through the gates of heavenÝ rides the glorious King

He sits in majesty enthroned and rules oíer everything.

To enter these gates will be our goal

To dwell in his presence where we are made whole.

Where we will receive our inheritance

At a celebration where weíll sing and weíll dance.

In His presence there is unity

In His presence there is peace

In His presence we will forever remain

We will never seek a release.

For in His presence there is beauty

In His presence there is rest

The joy and the purpose for which all men loing

In His presence where His name is confessed

And He is forever blessed.

In His presence there is mercy

Restoration and comfort complete

Where the hungry and the thirsty

Eat a banquet there at His feet

As we fall before the mercy seat.

Anthony Foster

July 7, 2006