Winterborn Resurrection

(deep breath) Wake up,

sleeping soul.

The shadows are stretching long.

The time for running is over.

A lonely room at three A.M.

He stares at the ceiling again

Holding a lifetime of deep regret

But mercy is waiting inside the quiet

She left her worries by the shore To seek the Spirit and

something more

No more delaying, the hour is near (ahhhh)

Surrender your heart

to the King of Kings

Lift up your hands for the hope He brings

Repent and seek Him,

the battle is won

Come to the Father,

the journey's begun

He spent his years in chase of gold

Leaving his spirit dry and cold

Until he opened the Book of Life

And found the peace that survives the night

This is our battle cry (ohhh)

Truth under open sky

Seek the Holy Wind

Let the new life begin

Jesus,

I am finally home.

No more running.

I am yours.