I a sheep was wondering, upon my plight was pondering.
Tired of all my wandering, wondering how I’d find the way
‘Till an angel shone to me and pointed towards the sky,
Where I saw the Host of Heaven and I heard the angels cry

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Behold the Lamb! The Lamb who once was slain,
Who was crucified and for our sins He bore the pain
Then He rose up from the grave and He’s coming back again

To Him praise and honor, glory and power
We wait for the hour when You’re coming back again
Once all was lost we all like sheep had gone astray,
So He made Himself like one of us to show for us the way

Enthroned forever, who-o-a! Unseated never, no-o-o-o!
Send Your grace like fire from the sky.  He is alive, He is alive!
Burning with His Spirit let the nations hear it
Jesus Christ is Lord, and He’s coming back again!
Praise glory, honor to the gift of God most High
Tell the world by your behavior He’s the Savior of Your lives

© 1996 Bob Rice  All rights reserved.  Used with permission.