Texty: Kevin Max. When He Returns.

The iron hand, it ain't no match
For the iron rod
The strongest wall will crumble
And fall to a mighty God

For all those who have eyes
And all those who have ears
It is only He who can reduce me to tears

Don't you cry and don't you die
And don't you burn
For like a thief in the night
He'll replace wrong with right
When He returns

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow
That it passes through
He unleashed His power at an unknown hour
That no one knew

How long can I listen to
The lies of prejudice?
How long can I stay drunk on fear
Out in the wilderness?

Can I cast it aside
All this loyalty and this pride?
Will I ever learn
That there'll be no peace
That these war won't cease
Until He returns?

Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground
Take off all your masks
You know He seals your deeds and He knows your needs
Even before you ask

How long can you falsify
And deny what is real?
How long can you hate yourself
For the weaknesses you conceal?

Of every earthly plan
That be known to man
He is unconcerned
He's got plans of His own
To set up His throne
When He returns

When He returns
When He returns