So come

You have taken the precious

From the worthless and given us

Beauty for ashes love for hate

You have chosen the weak things of the world

To shame that which is strong

And the foolish things to shame the wise

You are help to the helpless

Strength to the stranger

And a father to the child that´s left alone

You´ve invited the thirsty to come to the water

And those who have no money come and buy

So come so come

Behold the days are coming for the Lord has promised

When the plowman will overtake the reaper

And our hearts will be the threshing floor

And the move of God we´ve cried out for will come surely come

And You will shake the heavens and fill Your house with glory

Turn the shame of the outcast into praise

All creation groans and waits for the Spirit and the bride to say

The words that Your heart has longed to hear