(Intro – spoken, slow build)
When the time comes.
Tell them to rejoice.
Verse 1
They wearing black, but I see white robes
Trumpets sounding when Heaven opens doors
This ain’t defeat, this a crown getting placed
Finished my course, kept faith in the race
Yeah I graduated — program done
From a prodigal path to the Father’s Son
I died sober — miracle written
Grace kept me standing when the world kept slipping
Didn’t die empty, didn’t die bitter
Didn’t die chasing another quick fixer
I was serving people till my lungs gave out
Pointing broken hearts to a living route
Love in my chest, peace in my spirit
Voice of the Shepherd, I learned to hear it
Not by power, not by might
But by His Spirit I stood in the light
Hook
Don’t cry for me — lift praise high
I crossed that river, I’m alive on the side
This ain’t goodbye, it’s a victory run
I see the Father — I’m going home
I’m running —
Arms open wide
Running —
No fear inside
He paid my debt, now I’m justified
I’m running straight to the light
Verse 2
Addiction tried to bury my name
Chains on my soul, guilt and shame
But the cross hit hard like thunder in me
Blood ran red and it set me free
He died for my sins — that’s the truth
Took my old self and made me new
From the pit to the pulpit cry
From almost gone to eternal life
So when that final breath was taken
It wasn’t panic my heart was facing
It was peace like I’d never known
Heaven’s gates felt like home
I left this earth knowing one thing clear —
God used my pain while I was here
Every life that I helped restore
Was Jesus knocking on their door
Bridge – spoken / building
This ain’t an ending.
This is arrival.
This ain’t a funeral.
This is revival.
It’s time.
It’s time for Kevin Miller
to meet Jesus Christ, my Healer.
No more sickness.
No more fight.
Just mercy standing in the light.
Final Hook (big energy)
Don’t mourn for me — rejoice instead
I died alive, not spiritually dead
Finished strong with faith in sight
Now I’m walking streets of light
He died for me so I could come home
Now I see Him — and I run
As fast as I can, no turning back
Straight to His arms — that’s a fact