I know it wont be long until the saviour comes Oh, and if youre weary, weary, keep on praying Sometimes we do get down with no one else around But in those quiet times he whispers, You are mine and I love you, Sometimes we know were wrong and we feel so far from home But if youll listen, youll hear his gentle voice saying, You belong. The cares of life they sting, but when we see the king, oh, theyll melt away just like the snows in Spring No more tears, no more crying Behold, I come quickly, and every eye shall see Oh, and, every tongue will swear to me Oh, I am the saviour and I love you.
saviour, weary, sometimes, sting, youll