Michael English: I Bowed on my Knees and Cried Holy

I dreamed of a city called Glory
So bright and so fair
When I entered the gates I cried “Holy”
The angels all met me there

They carried me from mansion to mansion
And oh, the sights I saw
Then I said “I want to see Jesus
'Cause He's the One who died for all”

I bowed on my knees and cried “Holy, Holy, Holy”
I clapped my hands and sang “Glory, Glory to the Son of God”

And as I entered the gates of that city
My loved ones all knew me well
Took me down the streets of heaven
Oh, the scenes were too many to tell

I saw Abraham, Jacob, and Isaac
I joked with Mark and Timothy
Oh, but I said “I want to see Jesus
The One who died for me”

I bowed on my knees and cried “Holy”
I cried “Holy”
I cried “Holy”
I clapped my hands and sang “Glory”
I clapped my hands and sang “Glory”
I clapped my hands and sang “Glory”
I sang “Glory to the Son of God”