Day Four, in the sand I will play no more,
You are the door. We all must go
Through, eternal life is found,
And eternal life is knowing You.
Each new day shall begin with You,
For fresh rivers run from and through,
Overwhelming living waters with no end,
That testifies and tells the news about You.
Can you hear the sound of those?
Making a way in the wilderness for He.
Do you smell the Red Rose?
Telling about the news we shall bring,
About the King.
We all like merchants searching for pearls,
I have found mine, putting her on the altar,
I pray you to find yours.
Sweet Sweet Pearl,
Worthy of the waiting,
Worthy of me hoping.
Declare who You are,
Son of Man.
Speak and prophesy,
For now, is just Dawn.