THE KINGDOM KNEW MY NAME

Ooh — ooh — ooh-ahh…
They knew my name… before my voice could find it…

I walked through wool-white gates of gold
Past lantern stairs and silver stone
Great gentle shadows crossed the sky
Like living hills of mercy, bright

No one asked what time had done
No one counted all I’d lost
They only opened up the light
And called me in by name

Every road that wore me thin
Was turning me toward home

The kingdom knew my name before I came
Before the tears, before the shame
I’m not too late, I’m not too worn, I’m not too far
Heaven keeps the hearts the world passed by
Lay your heavy seasons down, hear the mercy bells roll
In this kingdom made of mercy, you are finally home

I saw a harbor carved in white
Warm crystal windows, amber fire
A giant shepherd bowed so low
Its quiet eyes said, “You are home”

And all the years inside these hands
Became a blessing, not a bruise
For the first time in so long
My heart grew still enough to sing

If my hair is silver now, let it shine like morning frost
If my hands are slower now, they still know how to love
When the world forgot my song, Heaven kept the words
I was never late at all — I was being carried home

The kingdom knew my name before I came
Before the night, before the ache
I’m not too late, I’m not too worn, I’m not too far
The wool still knows exactly who you are
Lay your heavy seasons down, hear the golden bells roll
In this kingdom made of mercy, we are finally home

Ooh — ooh — ooh-ahh…
They knew my name… before my voice could find it…
And the gate stays open wide…
I have come home…