There's a stirring deep within me
Could it be my time has come?
When I'll see my gracious Savior
Face to face when all is done
Is that His voice I am hearing?
Come away, my precious one
Is he calling me?
Is he calling me?
I will rise up, rise up
And bow down
And lay my crown
At his wounded feet
There's a stirring deep within me
Could it be my time has come?
When I'll see my gracious Savior
Face to face when all is done
Is that His voice I am hearing?
Come away, my precious one
Is he calling me?
Is he calling me?
I will rise up, rise up
And bow down
And lay my crown
At his wounded feet
Is that His voice I am hearing?
Come away my precious one
I will rise up, rise up
And bow down
And lay my crown
At his wounded feet
I will rise up, rise up
And bow down
And lay my crown
At his wounded feet
I will rise up, rise up
And bow down
And lay my crown
At his wounded feet