biding this time
sure of promises up Your sleeve
though the bones broke
You set them anew
You'll fashion us again
the countdown is on
til the dead raise at Your name
and You burst in like the dawn
certainly Your kingdom stands forever
Your praise is unending
my King's commands last
no challenger abides against Him
launch us into Your heart
from this muddy sight
to Your marvelous light
we won't do one more day outside of You
one day soon we'll be cheek to cheek
with this Holy Man
we've no other aim
but to know His face
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