I watch every Sunday* Seems trouble just to get up, and barely make his way down to communion Young man with the crooked walk, found a path that's straight and narrow My lips, they make no sound, but my heart cries out to him Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you And every thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon Some 'bout this picture's broken, out of focus for a moment A poor reflecting smoky glass as long as we are here And ev'ry labored step we take, is one closer to our maker And I know there'll be a time it'll all come clear Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon I had a dream we were all in heaven, sittin' round this great big table The pieces of the beautiful puzzle come together Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord Someday soon, someday soon, we are going to see the Lord me and you And ev'ry thing will be made new, we are going to see the Lord someday soon