We wait since the day He ascended He said He
would come again Some think it will be such
a long time Some think they know just
when We live like there's no tomorrow We wait with our lamps of oil We watch for
the midnight hour The day we cease our
toil When the trumpet sounds And the
bridegroom comes The weddings gonna be so
royal So we gotta keep staying loyal Cause our feet are gonna leave this soil When we burn the midnight oil Burn the
midnight oil Some wait from the top of the
mountain Away from the world below Some
work while there's still a harvest No rest
when there's seed to sow We go out to wait
for the bridegroom Some bring oil of
readiness Some lamps will be burned out
waiting Left out in there emptyness Will our lamps be full at parousia? When
the bridegroom comes will hear the call
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