For Zion’s Sake

The years and the tears
The hoping and the waiting
Surely you, O Israel,
Who wait upon the Lord
Will not be ashamed

Surely Zion will not die
While watchmen cry

Your zeal, your heart
Your burden so real
The heart of Abba
Trembling with heartache for His son

Zion, can you hear
Israel, he is near
Calling, crying out
Like a woman in labor
Panting, gasping
Laying low everything keeping you
From loving him

Jerusalem, he will not forsake you
He will not forget you
Your walls before him
His peace not withholding
Death will not prosper,
Wickedness will not have its way with you

Your walls always on his mind
Your bulwarks etched in time
Made of stone
A defense
Keeping him afar
But wanting him near

Coming for you
He is
One day soon

Mocking will end
Lying will die
Hatred crushed beneath him
As He draws near
New life will take hold again