There is no way out to reach the heights
The mountain is high and unreachable
Its summits are splendour
Teeming with stars of eternity
There is neither death but life
We are astounded by its presence
Let me rest between its gates
Will the gates open for me?
I wait my call to be called
To sit among noble men
women and children of different families
When will l be invited for the
festivities that have awaited me?
The Host is delighted and comforted
As he has been for centuries
Ever stronger and powerful in battle
He has honours not from man
His voice is a voice of thunder
His seat is majestic and not a throne
It has a sound of all hosts even on earth
There I wait to be recalled
From all the work on earth and I am
Judged by all my works on earth.
There are no roads and paths that lead
To my mountain ever far than highest
How will l scale to the mountain?
A man is not judged by his strength
To reach the mountain of hope
Even though we travel abroad
We can\'t reach it in any way.
It is neither for man, woman and
Child to reach. The host
is incorruptible, fair and has justice
The host has earth to his name
Each guest has a role:
to record work that one has done,
to show how good and positive is
their work, to prove you are upright
and righteous in your deeds, to receive understanding
and instruction, to work for the kingdom not to fail,
to support it in hard times and for it to cope and stand,
to gather resources to sustain the kingdom, to harvest wheat for the kingdom,
to listen in silence as you praise God
The host for nations has the earth that follows his teachings,
to give gifts and never to receive.