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