Letra Stirring de Mercyme original
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! I will rise up, rise up And bow down, and lay my crown At his wounded feet!