Caedmon's Call: There is a Stirring

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