Weeping Warrior

Somewhere there's a warrior travelling
In a back room all alone down on his knees
With a heavy burden, he is interceding
And as he falls down on his altar, there he sees

Tears are flowing from the One who's on the throne
Then the Father calls out sadly to His own

Children, where is the weeping
For the harvest you're not reaping?
With millions around you dying
How can you keep from crying?
But there's a blessing in your sorrow
It will turn to joy tomorrow
So let My love consume you as you work and pray
You can't afford to waste another day

In thesе desperate days of lonеliness and sorrow
The rays of hope for many have grown dim
But through the darkness, there's a light that's growing brighter
Over the faithful who have given all to Him

And the mighty God who gave His Son to save us
Is just waiting for His own to seek His ace
Then a dying world will see His saving glory
And the hearts of men will know His saving Grace

Children, where is the weeping
For the harvest we're not reaping?
With millions around us dying
How can we keep from crying?
But there's a blessing in our sorrow
It will turn to joy tomorrow
So let His love consume us as we work and pray, pray
We can't afford to waste another day
I can't afford to waste another day

Somewhere there's a warrior travelling