We Will Dance

 

Sing a song of celebration
Lift up a shout of praise
For the bridegroom will come
The glorious one
And oh we will look on his face
We'll go to a much better place

And dance with all your might
Lift up your hands and clap for joy
The time's drawing near
When he will appear
And oh we will stand by his side
A strong pure spotless bride

We will dance on the streets that are gold
The glorious pride at the great son of man
Let every tongue and tribe and nation
Rejoice in the song of the lamb