This Time

Well the first time he came as a babe in a manger.
The first time he walked on a stormy sea.
He raised the lame and the dead.
Multiplaied the fish and the bread.
He was a walking miricale man.
But the crowd just couldnt believe,
So they nailed him between two lonley thieves.
And they barried him on the dark side of calvary.
But the grave could not keep him.
And one day we’re gonna see him.
Commin in the clouds of glory.
What a day thats gonna be.
-Chours-
Ohhh this time hes commin back in glory.
This time hes commin back as king.
This time, there’ll be no dought abt it,
This time the angels gonna shout it
This time hes commin back for me.
Well the church has been waiting for many years now.
Patiently for the blessed day of the Lord.
We’ve been blind and we’ve been tested.
Persecuted and arrested.
Still our hope remains.
Fixed on things above.
Ohh Lord, Ohh Lord, how long,
How long will the wicked prosper
While the righteous are left to scrone.
But soon, and very soon.
The world is gonna see
The King who came the first time.
Is still the King of eternity.
-Chours again-