So this is the view from outside the world? Our faces pressed fast to the wrong side of the port Where sin did abound, grace did much more Replaced with the substance of things I hope for The weight, the weight of this glory Is bringing me down to my knees The hope that's found in this burden Is bringing me down to my knees He who has God has nothing less Than he who has God and everything else The space between now and beyond closes up fast The door we've been standing behind will open at last The weight, the weight of this glory Is bringing me down to my knees The hope that's found in this burden Is bringing me down to my knees I saw the morning but the morning didn't make me Pure like I hoped it would But with our weary eyes We can't discern the morning like we think we should One day it will not be so Oh the rumors of New Testament leaves they blow The weight, the weight of this glory Is bringing me down to my knees The hope that's found in this burden Is bringing me down to my knees