Milk & Honey

I'm headed to a place where the rivers flow

I'm headed to a place where the streets are gold

Oh my soul, this I know

You won't need no money, you can't bring your fame

Soon the day is coming when we will see His face

Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee

Angels will be dancing, we will all be free

God in all His glory as far as you can see

It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey

I'm headed to a place where the flowers grow

I'm headed to a place with no tombstones

Sing my soul, till I'm home

You can't bring your money, you can't bring your fame

Forever there is only the name above all names

Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee

Angels will be dancing, we will all be free

God in all His glory as far as you can see

It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey

We don't have to wait to the other side

To the see the dead come back to life

We don't have to wait till the trumpet sounds

We're calling down Your power now

We don't have to wait to the other side

To the see the dead come back to life

We don't have to wait till the trumpet sounds

We're calling down Your power now

Grass growing in the graveyards

Spring on up, spring on up

Water flowing in the wastelands

Let it run, let it run

Hope growing where there was none

Love flowing where the hate was

Promised land waiting on us

Kingdom come

Kingdom come

Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee

Angels will be dancing, we will all be free

God in all His glory as far as you can see

It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey