Trustworthy and True

The old is being made new;
Your Glory, Your Kingdom,
Come into view.

What is to be said, when this day comes;
To look upon beauty
Brighter than the setting sun.

It is a dream fulfilled;
Through these narrow gates of pearl,
The entrance to eternal glory—Your Will.

Never again will I hunger;
I will never thirst,
For You are leading me to living water.

All I had known was trustworthy and true;
Upon these streets of golden glass,
My soul finds its home—My soul finds You.

Jordan McFarlen