No longer what we were before,
But not all that we will be.
Tomorrow, when we lock the door,
On all our compromising,
When he appears,
Hell draw us near,
And well be changed by his glory,
Wrapped up in his glory....

We will be like him,
For we shall see him,
As he is.

(la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la....)

No longer what we saw before,
But not all that we will see.
Tomorrow, when we lock the door,
On all our disbelieving,
When he appears (holy, holy),
Our view will clear,
And well be changed by his glory,
Wrapped up in his glory....

But Im caught in between
The now and the not yet;
Sometimes it seems like
Forever and ever,
That Ive been reaching to be
All that I am,
But Im only a few steps nearer,
Yet Im nearer....

No longer what we were before,
But not all that we will be.
Tomorrow, when we lock the door,
On all our disbelieving,
And he appears (holy, holy),
Hell draw us near,
And well be changed by his glory,
Wrapped up in his glory....

When he appears (holy, holy),
Hell draw us near,
And well be changed by his glory,
Wrapped up in his glory....