Perfect Word

Ages past unlocked the scene
forever pictured in a dream
clouded for the least of men
veiled for all the least of these

When the sentry opens gates
when the lock undone will wait
for every heartache every thrill
He comes to seek and not to kill

He settles every unearned score
He riddles every liars bell
He rides the wind to bring it home
We will fall before His throne

Perfect Word says "I Am He
I have heard His mystery
"Your Kingdom come,
Your will be done"