Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep?
Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Redeemed how I love to proclaim it. Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. Redeemed thru His infinite mercy His child and forever I am.
We are traveling on with our staff in hand... We are pilgrims bound for the heavenly land.
The angel of mercy, the child of love, together had flown to the realms above.
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.