Prisoner lift your timid head.
The fields and the forests
once brown and dead are awaking!
And all that once fractured, He mends.
And all who’s despondent, whose hope’s all but gone,
awake from your slumber and sing!
For the dawn is now breaking!
You’ll soon see the light that will fall.
Heaven and earth declare holy,
worthy creation knows it’s King!
Still breaking down prison of stone while we’re singing.
Still holding back waters, His people run free!
We plunge in the river. Our bindings are severed.
We sit at the table and dine with a King.
Lonely I’ll no longer roam,
like cloud, like wind, like wave.
Where He dwells shall be my home.
His death shall be my grave.
Oh, my empty soul’s no more.
And oh, my idle heart on wings shall be forever.
Still breaking down prison of stone while we’re singing.
Still holding back waters, His people run free!
We plunge in the river. Our bindings are severed.
We sit at the table and dine with a King.
And oh, thy grace like water falls.
And all my faults have been made Yours.
And oh, thy name upon my head.
And oh, thy heartbeat in my chest.
And oh, thy words upon my lips.
And oh, thy love in my finger tips.
