The Hour Is at Hand Lyrics

Black ice, screaming tyres, we were on our way
Your wheel, indestructible feel, riding high on that night in July
We were young and foolish, I lead the way
I remember your feet cut on glass, as I carried you away
This night three years back we all went our separate way
You lost your love to eternity above, have you ever wished I was in her place
They called me, to say you're unwell, it's been so long since I bid you farewell
In the corner of a darkened room you weep, let me shoulder your grief
Your heart strings play a dirge unending, a lamentation for the good old days
It won't bring her back, she's not coming back, so come with me
You were called my friend
The hour is at hand, the time is now, to die to your old self, death to your old self
By the blood of the Lamb, the chains are broken, you're set free, again
Stumbling in bleakness, darkness your new bride
Frozen heart, calloused soul, the mist in your eyes
Come away from the shadows, there's nothing to fear in light
What made you turn to this, this path so forsaken
Was it the night we lost her, was it the night she was taken
All the inner emptiness the fear and trembling
That bound you tight now stripped away
In Christ, your spirit revived
The peace you craved, has come your way
Despair had her way with us, we were in our own strength
Out from the wilderness, consuming fire the Spirit within