Wake up little Isaac And rub your tired eyes Go and kiss your mama We'll be gone a little while Come and walk beside me Come and hold your papa's hand I go to make an altar And to offer up my lamb
I waited on the Lord And in a waking dream He came Riding on a wind across the sand He spoke my name "Here I am", I whispered And I waited in the dark The answer was a sword That came down hard upon my heart
Chorous: Holy is the Lord Holy is the Lord And the Lord I will obey Lord, help me I don't know the way
So take me to the mountain I will follow where You lead There I'll lay the body Of the boy You gave to me And even though You take him Still I ever will obey But Maker of this mountain, please Make another way
