Stirring — текст песни (MercyMe)

There`s a stirring deep within me;
Could it be my time has come?
When I`ll see my gracious Savior
Face to face when all is done.

Is that his voice I am hearing?
"Come away my precious one."
Is he calling me?
Is he calling me?

I will rise up, rise up
And bow down, and lay my crown
At his wounded feet!

There`s a stirring deep within me;
Could it be my time has come?
When I`ll see my gracious Savior
Face to face when all is done.

Is that his voice I am hearing?
"Come away my precious one."
Is he calling me?
Is he calling me?

I will rise up, rise up
And bow down, and lay my crown
At his wounded feet!

Is that his voice I am hearing?
"Come away my precious one."

I will rise up, rise up
And bow down, and lay my crown
At his wounded feet!

I will rise up, rise up
And bow down, and lay my crown
At his wounded feet!

I will rise up, rise up
And bow down, and lay my crown
At his wounded feet!