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