We met pain in a garden where we lived a lie We met hope in a manger and a baby's cry Rescued by hands bleeding grace Are we ready to see His face? On the great day
He will come to claim us with a rushing wind Blown like fields of wheat, the world will bow and bend Held between our joy and disbelief Every trembling heart will finally face the same way On the great day
One day Love will wear the crown; one day Love will set us free Hands up high and faces down; angels teaching us to sing He will be King, He will be King
He who scattered us on every distant shore He will gather us unto Himself once more Let the story of our footprints tell We were walking well, holding high Your name Until the great day
One day Love will wear the crown; one day Love will set us free Hands up high and faces down; angels teaching us to sing He will be King, He will be King
He will be the new sunrise Steal the darkness from our eyes When we fail to find the words Holy, Holy we will cry He will be the new sunrise Holy, Holy we will cry On the great day On the great day