LYRICS: David Crowder – Music & Honey 

[Verse 1]
I’m headed to a place
Where the rivers flow
I’m headed to a place
Where the streets are gold
Oh my soul, this I know

You won’t need no money
You can’t bring your fame
Soon the day is coming
When we will see His face



[Chorus]
Choirs will be singing,
Saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing,
We will all be free,
God in all His glory
As far as you can see
It’s like every day is Sunday
In the land of milk and honey

[Verse 2]
I’m headed to a place
Where the flowers grow
I’m headed to a place
With no tombstones
Sing my soul, till I’m home

You can bring your money
You can bring your fame
Forever there is only the name
Above all names

[Chorus]
Choirs will be singing,
Saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing,
We will all be free,
God in all His glory
As far as you can see
It’s like every day is Sunday
In the land of milk and honey

Lyrics of Milk and Honey by David Crowder

[Verse 3]
We don’t have to wait
To the other side
To the see the dead
Come back to life
We don’t have to wait
Till the trumpet sounds
We’re calling down Your power now



We don’t have to wait
To the other side
To the see the dead
Come back to life
We don’t have to wait
Till the trumpet sounds
We’re calling down Your power now

[Bridge]
Grass growing in the graveyards
Spring on up, spring on up
Water flowing in the wastelands
Let it run, let it run
Hope growing where there was none
Love flowing where the hate was
Promised land waiting on us
Kingdom come
Kingdom come

[Chorus]
Choirs will be singing,
Saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing,
We will all be free,
God in all His glory
As far as you can see
It’s like every day is Sunday
In the land of milk and honey