We Come to Jesus

We have not come to the mountain of dreadful awe, to tremble in darkness
 But to the mountain called Zion, the house of God, the city of Jesus
 We've come to thousands and thousand of angels in, joyful assembly
 And to the church of the firstborn, whose names are all, written in heaven
 And how they sing, with their conscience clean
 And with hands held high
 To praise the One who died, to raise this broken life
 For we have come, to heaven's King
 To Him whose blood, speaks a better word, than ancient offerings
 Some words were spoken behind me, the voice was like, the roar of the water
 It was the voice I had followed for all my life, I turned to see my Lord
 He stood before me in glory, His robes were white, His eyes were like fire
 His face shone out like the sun shines in all its might, and He spoke with power
 I am He, who is alive
 And behold I died
 To save the ones I love, to raise them up to life
 Now you are mine, and I am yours
 Night has passed
 Let us go to greet the bride eternal born
 Come stand with me at last
 Alive forevermore
 We come to Jesus, we come to Jesus
 We come to Jesus, we come to Jesus