I've danced in your presence
on worn and tired feet
I've sang your praises for so long
in the midst of my defeat
From the bottom of this lonely pit
I've cried out to you for days
to reach down and rescue me
And yet you make me wait
Still I dance another dance
Sing another song
reach one more time
for the heart of my Father God
Pray another prayer
and trust your word is true
More than a watchman awaits the sun
Lord, my soul waits for you
I know you said that rescue is near
But I can't hear you coming my way
And I wonder if I'll ever see
The warrior save the day.
You've stripped me of myself and my tools
Left a desperate heart and a weary soul
This doesn't feel like a moment for praise
But I have nowhere else to go.
So I'll dance another dance
Sing another song
Reach one more time
for the heart of my Father God
Pray another prayer
and trust your word is true
More than a watchman awaits the sun
Lord, my soul waits for you.
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