I know a place; I know a place filled with peace I know a prince and I know he waits for me So I'll run and rely on his love patiently But I can't wait for that day, Christ returning No more sightless faith; we will see his glory His work is finished; my work is not His work on the cross is all that I've got And I know I've gotta hang on, and rest in God I know a place where sin is a memory gone I know the Lamb and I build my hope upon his grace That is willing to save the weak in faith But I can't wait for that day, Christ returning No more sightless faith; we will see his glory His work is finished; my work is not His work on the cross is all that I've got And I know I've gotta hang on You said it was better for you to go, but sometimes I disagree If only you were in front of my eyes to convince every unbelief in me I can't wait for that day, Christ returning No more sightless faith; we will see his glory His work is finished; my work is not His work on the cross is all that I've got And I know I've gotta hang on, and rest in God