Apathy takes hold of me,
Reaches around my lazy heart,
Steals away what I should say,
Leaves me lying in the dark.
I'm comfortable with my hypocrisy,
So I'll deny the Spirit deep inside of me.
It's saying,
"Wake, O sleeper,
Rise up from the dead.
My Love is going to shine on you.
Stop your hiding. Live in light instead.
The world can't know what you never show.
Wake up, sleeper, wake up."
Urgency takes hold of me,
Opens both my tired eyes.
At last I see that I am free
And I've got to live like I'm alive.
I'm miserable in my hypocrisy.
I can't deny the Spirit deep inside of me.
It's saying,
"Wake, o sleeper.
Rise up from the dead.
My Love is going to shine on you.
Stop your hiding. Live in light instead.
The world can't know what you never show.
Wake up, sleeper, wake up."
