Woe Of Tyrants - Like Jasper And Carnelian lyrics

There's a door which stands as high As our eyes can see In the clouds, reflecting, I'll hide my face I'll hide my cares, my works, they're dead From the Spirit, came descriptions Of what we're to consider Yes the beauty of His majesty Seated upon His throne One could barely raise their eyes To view the things taking place The change of history as the scrolls Shown enforcing His grace for all to see The glorious gems, penetrating deep inside Until I ignite with a surging force My instincts collide with what's happening I'll avert my eyes, for You can't see me like this So pitiful, and so ashamed Now a peace overwhelms me I feel no more shame I am transformed divine As the Divine claims my blame Pieces of color coming forth from the throne of mercy Invading the earth as rays, bursting through the rain Illuminating the faces of the burdened, poor, and ashamed Yes this covenant stretches across every tear With a wonderful claim A claim of hope for a chance to grasp A hold of a miraculous dream To taste the beauty of the sun Then finally rest, rest inside of its gleam With the explosions and array of light The world is quite alive Reflections of this overwhelming display Strengthen our sense of sight Sense of sight, here is the throne Here is the throne, exploding with love In an instant I'm bound to world of fantasy The King of armies I've seen in splendor And I'm realizing I am unclean I need His scepter of peace To raise unto the sky With the strength of His presence inside From the Spirit, came descriptions Of what we're to consider Yes the beauty of His majesty Seated upon His throne