You say:

Come up here, come up now
My Beloved.

I want to fly, oh Lord
Here I come.

In the midst of heartache oh God,
In the midst of brokenness oh Lord.

I look up, and I see your door standing wide open.
And I hear your voice, it sounds like a trumpet

And You're calling out to me:
Child come up here, beloved come up here
Come up here and hear my voice
Come up here and see what I want to do.

You are my Beloved.
You are mine and I am yours.

Don't let anyone, don't let anything
Hold you back.

The Father is calling you.