We’ll stand one day faultless
And pure by His throne.
Transformed from our image,
Conformed to His own.
Then we shall find words
For the song of our souls.
For once we were sinners
But Christ made us whole.
All the music of heaven
So perfect and sweet
Will blend with our song
And will make it complete.
Through ages unending
The echoes will roll.
For once we were sinners
But Christ made us whole.
-Ivan Hoath, Sr.
