Into the village Jesus sends two,
A prophet's word has come to pass,
The instrument which was spoken through,
Behold, thy Meek King, riding upon an ass,
Hosanna son of David, the people cry,
Spreading garments and branches as he passes by,
Into Jerusalem he rides, many ask who is he,
The prophet, Jesus, from Nazareth of Galilee,
The multitudes of the city were excitingly stirred,
Unknown, they were in the midst of the Living Word,
One day, a great multitude, will sing psalms,
Before the throne of the Lamb, holding palms,
Arrayed in white robes, of every tribe, tongue, and nation,
Praising God and the Lamb, for their Salvation,

At the foot of the mountain,
About to start the climb,
At first glance it seems,
To be one of my dreams,
There’s just no way for me,
Not from what I can see,
I should forget about it all,
Impossible for me, it’s so tall,
One step, sets me on my way,
If I need help, I’ll just pray,
After walking for some time,
I say, I can make this climb,
Once seemingly an unlikely feat,
Now is something I can beat,
As I lift my head I now see,
This little hill in front of me,
What started out as just a prayer,
Is now much easier to bear,
Step by step, stride by side,
My Guardian Angel by my side,
Just a little bit longer to go,
The Mountain top is all aglow,
Reaching the top I can see,
An incredible sight before me,
A vastness of awesome beauty,
Streaming forth a large golden fountain,
The reward for a lifetime climb,
Up from, The Foot Of The Mountain,

I wonder, how heaven will be,
Will it be the same for Adam and Eve,
As it will be for you and me?

I wonder, for those who lived years before,
Will the generations of time divide us at all,
Will the years matter when we pass through heavens door?

I wonder, once we are together at last,
Will we live only for the moment,
Will time be no more, just a thing of the past?

I wonder, will we recognize eternity,
Will we understand what forever and ever means,
Will we miss the loved ones who no longer will be?

I wonder, will we look young or old,
Will we even notice the difference,
Will we be a beautiful sight to behold?

I wonder, with all these thoughts to think about,
Will we do our best to find our way safely home,
Or will we wonder why we were left out?

I wonder, I really wonder.

Capsized from a violent storm, out of the blue,
Terrified he drifts upon a raft at sea,
Alone he rides the rolling waves,
Alone he wonders, what will be,
One day, two days, three days, four,
Death begins to knock on the door,
He cries, "Why my Lord have you abandoned me?"
"Why must I die all alone here at sea?"

He was beaten violently on all sides,
His flesh ripped, slashed, and torn,
His face dripping with blood from piercing thorns,
Alone he carried a sin laden cross along the way,
His feet eaten away from the rocky sun baked clay,
Nailed upon the cross, death knocks at the door,
He cries, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
His arms outstretched upon the wood of a tree,

The storms of life arrive at times, out of the blue,
Heavy burdens and broken hearts are all I see,
Alone I seem to ride the rolling waves,
Alone I ponder, what will be,
Does anyone out there care about me?
Does anyone understand my sorrow; my pain?
"My God, you promised to always be there,
I'm all alone, it's just not fair, it's all to much to bear,"

Alone adrift at sea,
Alone with no company,
Alone overwhelmed with pain,
Alone crucified and slain,
Alone stricken with loss,
Alone burdened with a cross,
He answers, "Alone My child you will never be,
Alone I Am the living God, place your trust in Me!"

My name is love, my love I give to you,
All that I ask of you, Is to give it away,
From Heaven above, I was sent to you,
To enlighten you, and teach you to pray,

Love may be my name,
This love you can't contain,
God gives this gift to you, through me,
The power of His love,
Poured out from heaven above,
Raining down His grace, setting us free,

Carry this love, all through the day with you,
The Spirit will dwell in you, sing Ave,
So great is this love, living inside of you,
Let it shine forth from you, to others each day,

Love will be your name,
This love you can't contain,
A treasure of a gift, setting us free,
In the form of a dove,
Descending from above,
To a world in need of love and harmony.