"We Will Dance" by David Ruis

Sing a song of celebration

Lift up a shout of joy

For the Bridegroom will come

The Glorious One

And oh, we will look on His face

We'll go to a much better place

Dance with all your might

Lift up your hands and clap for joy

The time's drawing near

When He will appear

And oh, we will stand by his side

A strong, pure, spotless bride

We will dance on streets that are golden

The glorious bride and the great Son of Man

From every tribe and tongue and nation

Will join in the song of the Lamb

Sing aloud for the time of rejoicing is near

(Sing aloud for the time of rejoicing is near)

The risen King, our Groom, is soon to appear

(The risen King, our Groom, is soon to appear)

The wedding feast to come is now near at hand

(The wedding feast to come is now near at hand)

Lift up your voice, proclaim the coming Lamb

(Lift up your voice, proclaim the coming Lamb)