So come

You have taken the precious
From the worthless and given us
Beauty for ashes love for hate
You have chosen the weak things of the world
To shame that which is strong
And the foolish things to shame the wise

You are help to the helpless
Strength to the stranger
And a father to the child that´s left alone
You´ve invited the thirsty to come to the water
And those who have no money come and buy
So come so come

Behold the days are coming for the Lord has promised
When the plowman will overtake the reaper
And our hearts will be the threshing floor
And the move of God we´ve cried out for will come surely come

And You will shake the heavens and fill Your house with glory
Turn the shame of the outcast into praise
All creation groans and waits for the Spirit and the bride to say
The words that Your heart has longed to hear