Isaiah - Dawn Fung

Isaiah saw a vision

Of a great and mighty war

Led by a young boy born among

Gold incense and myrrh

The nation of his birth will sleep

Safe among the burning trees

Winter winter on the ground

The lame will run around the town

The blind the blind will see the sun

The poor the rich will feast as one

Isaiah on the floor

In reverence of the God he saw

Walking the earth among the men

Abounding forth in miracles

The branch of royalty will touch

Lips of warm repentant hearts

Winter winter on the ground

The lame will run around the town

The blind the blind will see the sun

The poor the rich will feast as one

Winter winter on the ground

The lame will run around the town

The blind the blind will see the sun

The poor the rich will feast as one

Isaiah caught beyond

The trial of the man who wore

A thousand tongues of saintly songs

Resounding down temple walls

When the people sang around

The king in all resplendent crowns

Winter winter on the ground

The lame will run around the town

The blind the blind will see the sun

The poor the rich will feast as one

Winter winter on the ground

The lame will run around the town

The blind the blind will see the sun

The poor the rich will feast as one