Bringing Us Back To The Fold

Another day, chasing the clouds away
A mobs a comin' and they seem mad
Who's that man carrying a wooden beam
They're spewing venom at Him, a dreadful scene

But I, see the look in His eyes
There's nothing to despise
I see a man who's come to take us home

Cause He's calling His own
Bringin' us back to the fold

And then at noon, darkness in every room
They took Him to a tomb and sealed Him in
Disciples spread, told me He wasn't dead
I shook my head and walked the other way

Then I saw the same man's eyes
It took me by surprise
I see the man who's come to take me home

Cause He's calling His own
Bringin' us back to the fold