He laid by the gate, begging the rich man for bread
Sores on his skin, some said he's better off dead
And when that day came,
Lazarus closed his eyes, carried by angels to Abraham's side
Oh what a moment, when everything changes
Imagine the glory, the sound of the praises
When God in His riches, He lavishes treasure
And into His kingdom, He welcomes the beggar.
To all of the poor, the bruised, the broken like me
There is a hope for the desperate, the lonely and weak.
There's a day coming, I'm telling you now,
We'll trade all our sorrows for a glorious crown
Oh what a moment, when everything changes
Imagine the glory, the sound of the praises
When God in His riches, lavishes treasure
And into His kingdom, He welcomes the beggar.
Blessed are the poor in spirit,
For theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.
Oh what a moment, imagine the glory, the sound of the praises
When God and His riches, lavishes treasures
And into His kingdom, His kingdom, welcomes the beggar.
He welcomes the beggar