taken from the water everyone comes in everyone comes in on the run o understated, o understated supreme you are a jealouse one
a stumbling stone always afterthought alone i am a reaper a heavy sleeping weeper you are son of David the healing brother's keeper
where does a man dance before the Lord on this mountain or some other are you the one, are you the son look here...there is no other
king song singer go and see just hoe does it stand against me at every word taken from him o his darling bird your eyes unable to agreeable my debts too large for you to see this landscape it a thorn from Tubal-Cain down to me down to me
where does a man get a chance before the Lord on this mountain or some other are you the one...are you the son come here...there is no other
are you lik me like you I Am have you not read the story His gentle voice twists the oaks and strips the forests bare and in His temple all here cry Glory