holy father, the time has come
may your cup pass from me
but no my will, but yours be done
i hung on calvary, spread across that tree
as love it poured from me, from me to you
i came to save the lost, i came to pay your cost
pierced upon the cross, i died to be with you
they call me the man of sorrows, what would you call me?
a man who came to save and to love
only to be beaten and spit upon, even to this day
but arise, arise, children of the light
for victory was won that faithful night
hallelujah, the veil in the temple cried
for the savior is ready for his bride
i’m waiting for you, waiting for you,
waiting for you, waiting for you
everyday you chase, those empty pleasures
always leading you to the same lonely place
well i made you with my hands, i know every hair upon your head
i don’t care where you’ve been, i don’t care what you’ve done
no, no, i died for it all
the time has come, the time has come
come back to me my precious one
i’m waiting for you, i’m waiting for you
waiting for you my precious one
