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COME DOWN, JESUS

Words and Music by Ken Medema; Arrangement by Brad Kelly

Come down, Jesus,
Like a rock rollin' down a hill.
Crush the head of the serpent
Until the serpent is lying still.
Come down, Jesus,
Like a rock on which we stand.
Lift our feet from the miry clay
And from the sinking sand.

Come down, Jesus,
Come down, Jesus, now;
Come down, Jesus,
Oh, come down,
'Cause we've been waiting a long, long time.

Come down, Jesus,
Like the wind from a hurricane.
Blow away the poison clouds
Over ev'ry hill and plain.
Come down, Jesus,
Like a gentle mornin' breeze.
Bring us back our spring time
And put new leaves on the trees.

Come down, Jesus,
Come down, Jesus, now;
Come down, Jesus,
Oh, come down,
'Cause we've been waiting a long, long time.

Come down, Jesus,
Like a great refiner's fire.
Burn the dross and keep the gold.
Let the flames reach higher and higher.
Come down, Jesus,
Like a fire in a winter storm.
Melt the ice within us
And turn the cold to warm.

Come down, Jesus,
Come down, Jesus, now;
Come down, Jesus,
Oh, come down,
'Cause we've been waiting a long, long time.