Isaiah saw a vision
of a great and mighty war
led by a young boy born among
gold, incense and myrrh
The nation of his birth will sleep
safe among the burning trees
winter, winter on the ground
the lame will run around the town
the blind, the blind, will see the sun
the poor, the rich will feast as one
Isaiah on the floor
in reverence of the God he saw
walking the earth among the men
abounding forth in miracles
The branch of royalty will touch
the lips of warm, repentant hearts
winter, winter on the ground
the lame will run around the town
the blind, the blind, will see the sun
the poor, the rich will feast as one
winter, winter on the ground
the lame will run around the town
the blind, the blind, will see the sun
the poor, the rich will feast as one
Isaiah caught beyond
the trial of the man who wore
a thousand tongues of saintly songs
resounding down temple walls
when the people sang around
the king in all resplendent crowns
winter, winter on the ground
the lame will run around the town
the blind, the blind, will see the sun
the poor, the rich will feast as one
winter, winter on the ground
the lame will run around the town
the blind, the blind, will see the sun
the poor, the rich will feast as one