Showdown in my Sunday school I broke my teacher's favorite rule Got up on my feet one day Dancin' all my blues away
The fire came down, I began to move around Teacher said to me, Son this cannot be Dancin's not allowed You're beginning to draw a crowd I said, Teacher if we could see In eternity we'll be...
Dancin' in Heaven The angels and the sons of men Will party in God's presence then Dancin' in Heaven Like David did in days of old Upon the rock the does not roll
I said, Teacher, I just can't sit still He said, Son, this thing is not God's will Dancin' is an evil thing, it doesn't fit the hymns we sing
An angel then appeared and said, Man quit bein' weird You can dance before the Lord And your praise becomes a sword If you let the Spirit move, even you can catch the groove You can take a hint from me, for eternity we'll be...
When the Son of Man comes for us We'll join the angels in the chorus We will learn what it is to praise Him We'll dance unto the Lord
Right now make sure that your motives are pure You can be sure, it'll be pure And we're gonna dance unto the Lord!