The wind gushing beneath me sends me in bliss,
where we gather up with no memories of the past,
up there is an ocean of breath, dense with glad souls,
ecstatic to each and everyone one, a thousand years has come!
There will be oneness of peace, a thousand years has come,
it will be goodness, reigning among His people, alive again!
But how brief a thousand years and the enemy unleashed,
sending the crowd in disperse even the elite,
but how lovely His Word, my soul is safe in Him,
and when it reveals, that time is in His glory!