Your promise hangs over the earth tonight like a sacred vow that always shines
Your living word stands secure, while the moon endures
How long O Lord until you come again? when you ride the wings of the whirling wind?
When the voice of the archangel cries and you split the sky
Oh the promise and the oath You swore
Have been painted red over my door
When You come again You will reward those
Who have bound their hearts to You
I love the day when You will appear, the sun will rise and the darkness clears
The sons and daughters of the light are wide awake through the night
I follow the king who was nailed down, who carried the cross before the crown
Traveling on ‘til the break of day, who can sleep anyway?