Song Reflection: Holy is the Lord, Andrew Peterson
Wake up little Isaac
Rub your tired eyes
Go and kiss your mama
We’ll be gone a little while
Come and walk beside me
Come and hold your papa’s hand
I go to make an altar
And to offer up my lamb
I waited on the Lord
And in a waking dream He came
Riding on a wind
Rub your tired eyes
Go and kiss your mama
We’ll be gone a little while
Come and walk beside me
Come and hold your papa’s hand
I go to make an altar
And to offer up my lamb
I waited on the Lord
And in a waking dream He came
Riding on a wind
across the sand He spoke my name
Here I am I whispered
And I waited in the dark
The answer was a sword,
Here I am I whispered
And I waited in the dark
The answer was a sword,
that came
down hard upon my heart
Holy is the Lord holy is the Lord
And the Lord I will obey
Lord help me I don’t know the way
So take me to the mountain,
Holy is the Lord holy is the Lord
And the Lord I will obey
Lord help me I don’t know the way
So take me to the mountain,
I will
follow where You lead
There I’ll lay the body,
There I’ll lay the body,
of the boy You gave to me
And even though You take him
Still I ever will obey
Maker of this mountain, please
Make another way
Holy is the Lord holy is the Lord
And the Lord I will obey
And even though You take him
Still I ever will obey
Maker of this mountain, please
Make another way
Holy is the Lord holy is the Lord
And the Lord I will obey
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