When It's my Time

I've heard it said to do things right,

one must take their time

In a hurried pace there's often waste.

No sense of reason or rhyme.

But when I think of my new life

in my brand new home

The first thing that comes to mind,

is my time at His throne

When it's my time,

I'm going to take my time

to behold his face

When it's my time,

I'm going to take my time

to talk of his amazing grace

I want to thank Him

for the load that he bore

and not leaving me alone

Cause when it's my time,

I'm going to take my at His throne

Imagine millions upon millions

Can't you see them in line?

They're just waiting for a moment or more,

of the precious Savior's time

And when I finally stand in His presence,

I'll take a thousand years maybe two,

just to thank Him for his wonderful love

and his grace that brought me through

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