She stands on the moon
Her flower is in bloom
Glowing as the sun
A light for everyone
She's crowned with the stars
They shine for every heart
And nothing can prevent
The Christ, magnificent
Mary, Eve, and Israel all cry out in pain
For the child that's born to them will die, but not in vain
There is hope for the lost man
There is joy for the found
There is grace for the prodigal
Praise the Lord we're heaven bound
She beheld hells eyes
And terror filled the sky
She heard the siren call
Saw a third of heaven fall
Mary, Eve, and Israel escaped into the wild
And God in all his glory covered up the child
There is hope for the lost man
There is joy for the found
There is grace for the prodigal
Praise the Lord we're heaven bound
The war was short but casualties were many
But the greatest loss was when no place for them was found
For pride and hate and jealousy and envy
Will make us like the serpent forced to crawl along the ground
There is hope for the lost man
There is joy for the found
There is grace for the prodigal
Praise the Lord we're heaven bound
There is hope for the lost man
There is joy for the found
There is grace for the prodigal
Praise the Lord we're heaven bound
She stands by our side
Faithful as a bride
Though we feel alone
She will lead us home