Prelude to a Party

The Lord is enthroned on the praises of His people
The Lord inhabits on the praises of His people
Come abide in the vine
Come make your dwelling in the vine

You don't have to think your way to Heaven
You're already there
You don't have to beg or strive or plead your way to Heaven
You're already there

Just believe
And receive
And see

Open our eyes, Lord to see the reality
That we're already there



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Nagy
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