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