I watch every Sunday*
Seems trouble just to get up, and barely make his way down to communion
Young man with the crooked walk, found a path that's straight and narrow
My lips, they make no sound, but my heart cries out to him
Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you
And every thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon
Some 'bout this picture's broken, out of focus for a moment
A poor reflecting smoky glass as long as we are here
And ev'ry labored step we take, is one closer to our maker
And I know there'll be a time it'll all come clear
Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you
And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon
I had a dream we were all in heaven, sittin' round this great big table
The pieces of the beautiful puzzle come together
Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you
And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord
Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you
And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon