Here is Our King

FROM WHEREVER SPRING ARRIVES to heal the ground
From wherever searching comes, the look itself
A trace of what we’re looking for
So be quiet now, and wait

The ocean is growing
The tide is coming in; here it is

Here is our King, here is our Love
Here is our God who’s come to bring us back to Him
He is the One, He is Jesus, Jesus

And what was said to the rose to make it unfold
Was said to me here in my chest, so be quiet now
And rest

And He is our King, He is our love
Here is our God who’s come to bring us back to Him, He is the One

He is Jesus, our (majesty, finally), You

David Crowder