Yet to come

I’ve tasted and seen
Things that are yet to come
Been lifted higher than the sun
Looked down from mountain peaks
At multitudes upon still waters
Gently moving
Toward the One
Who came
Who saw
Who carries them
Upon His broken body
Within His heart
Into their final resting place


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