The iron hand, it ain't no match for the iron rodThe strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty GodFor all those who have eyes and all those who have earsIt is only he who can reduce me to tears
Saturday, October 6, 2012
When He Returns by Bob Dylan
This was the song for communion last week and I was amazed by it. Very thoughtful and well written, it is really beautiful and a hopeful reminder as we wait for Christ to return.
The iron hand, it ain't no match for the iron rodThe strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty GodFor all those who have eyes and all those who have earsIt is only he who can reduce me to tears
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burnFor like a thief in the nightHe'll replace wrong with rightWhen he returns
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes throughHe unleashed his power at an unknown hour that no one knewHow long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?Will I ever learn that there'll be no peaceThat the war won't ceaseUntil he returns?
Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your maskHe sees your deeds, he knows your needs even before you askHow long can you falsify and deny what is real?How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
Of every earthly plan that be known to manHe is unconcernedHe's got plans of his own to set up his throneWhen he returns
The iron hand, it ain't no match for the iron rodThe strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty GodFor all those who have eyes and all those who have earsIt is only he who can reduce me to tears
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