Jon B. Priceless
Trusting in the promise
Believing that the time would come
[?] with patience
Waiting for the chosen One
Year after year of hope
That he'd seen with his own eyes
Comfort for the suffering
And faith turned into sight
He was waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
He was waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
Lost and bewildered
The eleven thinkin' he's the one
Till night fell on that Friday
And darkness eclipsed the sun
But rumors were spreading
Early morning Sunday
Could it really be true
Could He really be the way?
They were waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
They were waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
And all of the Church, we are waiting
All of the Church, we are waiting
All of the Church, we are waiting
Waiting, waiting
And all of the Church, we are waiting
All of the Church, we are waiting
All of the Church, we are waiting
Yeah, we'll be here waiting
We are waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
We are waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
We are waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
We are waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
We are waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ
Waiting for the Christ to appear
