She's tired she sleeps often she's waiting
Darkness has fallen the oil she keeps on collecting from her Savior his Love never ending.
She looks to the Dawn and the singing of praise high up in the heavens the ancient of days. Her love often falters his Love never fails she's willing to go with him through all of the trials. His love it is better than wine his countenance as glorious as the sun when she rises again they will be one. Come Yeshua! Come and make in us your home both now and forever!