Heaven

By Abby Fischer •
I long to feel what you feel
I want to see what you see
I need to know what you know
You are where I want to be
I have to see heaven; have to see your face
I know I belong there, in the holiest place
I want to breathe glory
And cry “Holy, Holy!”
I have to see heaven; I have to see Jesus
How high can you take me?
How deep can you shake me?
Jesus can’t you see me?
I need you to free me
I’m homesick for heaven; and I don’t care how far
I must go just to find you
‘Cause I belong where you are
I have to see heaven; have to see your face
I know I belong there, in the holiest place
I want to breathe glory
And cry “Holy, Holy!”
I have to see heaven; I have to see Jesus
Shake me deep and take me high
I’ll mount your wings so we can fly
I’ll run this race to win my prize
But all I really want…
is to look in your eyes
I know my treasure is there
But I can’t say that I care
I just want to see you; I just want to see you
I just want to see you: I just want to see you
Take me to the holy place
Let me see your holy face
You are all I’m asking for
Can you open heaven’s door?
I have to see heaven; have to see your face
I know I belong there, in the holiest place
I want to breathe glory,
And cry “Holy, Holy!”
I have to see heaven; I have to see Jesus
I have to see Jesus, I have to see Jesus