When we’ve been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days
To sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

I’ve heard and sung these words a million times, always one of my favorites.

Today I hear something new in the words.

We’ve no less days.

So when I get there, Robb might say, “Hey, babe, don’t worry. You haven’t missed a thing.”

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