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