On the third day of my lord,
There came about the stone cold hearts of men
"draw out now" out with the blood and come forth the good wine
I came to you as a beggar,
When the night fell down my house
Take my word, and leave this ground - your faith will suffice
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
By the grace of god you'll see greater things before this curtain
Make way, make straight the way of the lord
I spent my life withering by the lake,
Praying for the season of the angel
My body gave out - still I wait; the flood won't answer your prayer
They all came out and sat in wonder
Over the green grass up on the hill
The day was come, he was a king shying from the crown
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
By the grace of god you'll see greater things before this curtain
Make way, make straight the way of the lord
He found them toiling in the waves,
Lost with fear and weary eyes
Now you're adrift hoping my hands will carry you back
'twas not the sin of the mother
'twas not the sin of the father
That made the light your foe. Oh believe, darkness has an end
Rise up my little girl
Come forth my dear friend
Time has come to reclaim my crown
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
By the grace of god you'll see greater things before the curtain falls down
Make way, make straight the way of the lord
Make way, make straight the way of the lord