"WAITING FOR THE SON"
"For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage each other with these words." - 1 Thessalonians 4:16-18
"I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and makes war. His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. The armies of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine linen, white and clean. Out of his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations. 'He will rule them with an iron scepter.' He treads the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty. On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS." - Revelations 19:11-16


I saw a red moon rising in an ink black sky
Stars were falling endlessly like tears from an eye
That cries for the dying ones

Seven judgements, seven seals and still no one learns
The sky is blacked from sight by smoke while Babylon burns
With the heat of a million suns

And we're waiting for the Son

The dragon and bear are now marching to war
Children of Israel fall by the score
Rachel weeps for her sons

Rivers of blood flow to pools bridle high
Someone shouts and every eye turns toward the sky
"Messiah! When will you come?"

And they're waiting for the Son

The son of perdition has taken his seat
The lightning flash, the sky is cracked, the whole world will see
Messiah has returned!

No more waiting for, waiting for
No more waiting for the Son
Waiting for the Son
No more waiting


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Words and music by Steve Atwell, Mark Blackburn and Jerry Davison.
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