Michael Franz: Light show
1 One says: Here. One says: There. But nowhere will we find you,
not in the wilderness, not in the inner room.
Like the lightning, which flashes and lights
up the sky from east to west,
so shall it be when He will come, the man’s son.
R: I’m waiting for Your light show.
I’m waiting for Your second coming, Lord.
I’m waiting for Your fight. Go!
I’m waiting for Your crack and final chord.
2 One turns left. One turns right. But Your light shall be my one,
because I want to serve You, Lord, You, bar none.
You are loving the one who betrays
not Your ways. How less will rest?
So I shall do when You will come, the man’s son.
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