Like Daniel in the den
We're surrounded by these hungry lions
Staring in the jaws of death
We reach for saving hands, no help will come from man
The Lord is coming
With the Red Sea closing in
There's no safety in their mighty horses
Can you feel the driving wind?
Behold the crashing waves, the Savior's on His way
The Lord is coming
Coming, coming, hurry, hurry
Bring us to the Promised Land
Glory, glory, we reach for saving hands
No help will come from man
The Lord is coming
All you people of the land
Bound beneath the weight of all your sorrows
Turn around while you still can
There's no guarantee you'll see tomorrow
The doors are open wide, will you choose death or life?
Coming, coming, hurry, hurry
Bring us to the Promised Land
Glory, glory, we reach for saving hands
No help will come from man
The Lord is coming
Oh... The Lord is coming
Oh... The Lord is coming

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