Friday, July 10, 2009

Waiting for the Son

Freedom's flight On this night takes my words to You beyond my sight.

While I pray in this place, Holding to the promise that you made

Underneath the stars and sky I wait for you to come

Like the morning waiting for the Son.

Son of man. Nail torn hands Life devine that walked along this land.

Virgin birth inside a sin-filled earth brought your life to save a universe.

Underneath the stars and sky I wait for you to come

Like the morning waiting for the Son.

It's sometimes hard but I believe.

You are the air my soul breathes.

I sometimes fall but you are there,

in you I lose all my cares

Underneath the stars and sky I wait for you to come

Like the morning waiting for the Son.

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