Time (It's Not Too Late) Testo

Time is of the essence and you're running out of timeWill you make your way to glory to the divine?
I can see you moving, heading toward the heavenly gate
You have waited far too long but it's not too late
I can hear a whisper calling from the radiant blue
In a voice so sweet and tender it's calling you
But time is of the essence, and there is no time to spare
If you make your way to glory, I'll meet you there