Holy Is The Lord

Wake up little Isaac

And rub your tired eyes

Go and kiss your mama

Well be gone a little while

Come and walk beside me

Come and hold your papas hand

I go to make an altar

And to offer up my lamb

I waited on the Lord

And in a waking dream He came

Riding on a wind across the sand

He spoke my name

Here I am, I whispered

And I waited in the dark

The answer was a sword

That came down hard upon my heart

Chorous:

Holy is the Lord

Holy is the Lord

And the Lord I will obey

Lord, help me I don't know the way

So take me to the mountain

I will follow where You lead

There I'll lay the body

Of the boy You gave to me

And even though You take him

Still I ever will obey

But Maker of this mountain, please

Make another way

Repeat chorous x2