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Milk and Honey
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Jul 27, 2026 updated
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Crowder's song 'Milk & Honey' paints a vivid picture of heaven as a place of joy, freedom, and God's presence, described as a land where rivers flow, streets are gold, and every day feels like Sunday. The lyrics contrast earthly concerns like money and fame with the eternal worth of God. The song also emphasizes that believers don't have to wait for heaven to experience God's power, as it calls for revival and hope in the present. It references the biblical concept of the Promised Land flowing with milk and honey, symbolizing God's provision and blessing.
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I'm headed to a place where the rivers flow
I'm headed to a place where the streets are gold
Oh my soul (Oh my soul)
This I know (This I know)
You won't need no money, you can't bring your fame
Soon the day is coming when we will see His face
Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing, we will all be free
God in all His glory as far as you can see
It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey
I'm headed to a place where the flowers grow
I'm headed to a place with no tombstones
Sing my soul (Sing my soul)
Until I'm home (Until I'm home)
You can bring your money, you can bring your fame
Forever there is only one name above all names
Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing, we will all be free
God in all His glory as far as you can see
It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey
We don't have to wait till the other side
To the see the dead come back to life
We don't have to wait till the trumpet sounds
We're calling down Your power now
We don't have to wait till the other side
To the see the dead come back to life
We don't have to wait till the trumpet sounds
We're calling down Your power now
Grass growing in the graveyards
Spring on up, spring on up
Water flowing in the wastelands
Let it run, let it run
Hope growing where there was none
Love flowing where the hate was
Promised land waiting on us
Kingdom come, Kingdom come
Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing, we will all be free
God in all His glory as far as you can see
It's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honey
(Milk and honey)
(Milk and honey)