Meeting in the Middle of the Air by Tribute Quartet

Here For You by Tribute Quartet

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Meeting in the Middle of the Air
by Tribute Quartet

Album: Here For You

Well, I first met Jesus down on my knees
At an altar where I got saved
I met Him in the quiet of my heart
At the sunrise start of a brand new day
I met Him in the darkest night
When His light was the answer to my prayer
And those times were sweet
But they can't compete
With a meeting in the middle of the air

Oh, I'm dreaming of a meeting
On a hallelujah morning
When the trumpet of the Lord is gonna sound
When the dead in Christ shall rise
And those who are alive
Will see His glory coming down
Finally face to face, I will surely say
There's nothing that compares
'Cause whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting in the middle of the air

I have sung His praises so many days
In the church house with His saints
And those times were dear
With His presence near
But the veil still separates
So, I turned my eyes to the eastern sky
And wonder when I'll see Him there
I can hardly wait for that glorious day
The great, great meeting in the air

Oh, I'm dreaming of a meeting
On a hallelujah morning
When the trumpet of the Lord is gonna sound
When the dead in Christ shall rise
And those who are alive
Will see His glory coming down
Finally face to face, I will surely say
There's nothing that compares
'Cause whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting in the middle of the air

Oh, I'm dreaming of a meeting
On a hallelujah morning
When the trumpet of the Lord is gonna sound
When the dead in Christ shall rise
And those who are alive
Will see His glory coming down
Finally face to face, I will surely say
There's nothing that compares
'Cause whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting

Whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting in the middle of the air

Oh, I'm dreaming of a meeting
On a hallelujah morning
When the trumpet of the Lord is gonna sound
When the dead in Christ shall rise
And those who are alive
Will see His glory coming down
Finally face to face, I will surely say
There's nothing that compares
'Cause whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting

Whether I'm alive and breathing
Or if there's a grave for leaving
There will never be a meeting
Like a meeting in the middle of the air