“A Song the Angels Cannot Sing”
Verse 1:
When the trumpet sounds across the sky,
And heaven’s gates swing open wide,
I’ll see the faces I’ve longed to see,
The ones who’ve gone ahead of me.
While choirs of glory fill the air,
I’ll hear your voice—I’ll know it there.
Our eyes will meet, no more goodbye,
Together singing by His side.
Chorus:
The redeemed will sing a song the angels cannot sing,
A melody of mercy, born from suffering.
Hand in hand, and heart to heart,
Together we’ll lift up the King.
The redeemed will sing a song the angels cannot sing.
Verse 2:
Through every tear and trial we knew,
His grace was faithful, pure, and true.
Now clothed in white, our souls made whole,
We’ll sing the anthem of the soul.
No pain, no night, no death, no sting,
Just endless praise to Christ our King.
Arm in arm, we’ll join the throng,
Our voices blending in that song.
Chorus (repeat):
The redeemed will sing a song the angels cannot sing,
A melody of mercy, born from suffering.
Hand in hand, and heart to heart,
Together we’ll lift up the King.
The redeemed will sing a song the angels cannot sing.
Bridge:
Oh, I’ll find you there beside the throne,
No longer lost, no more alone.
Our harmony will rise and ring,
In the song the angels cannot sing.
