Oh Abraham would raise his hands;
And mourn this very day;
For his children left the promise land;
In search of their own way.
They kick and scream like wayward sons;
And always wanting to sleep;
And dream away these evil days;
In hopes that God can't see.
There are chains upon your children Lord;
Chains upon your children.
There are chains upon your children Lord;
Chains upon your children.
Do you hear the lion roar?
(Awake O Sleeper)
Stand with me we'll fight the war.
(Awake O Sleeper)
Your suffering will come again;
And never fall away.
For we trade our many comforts;
Like the ones who bled for grace.
There will come a day my God will come;
And put me in my place.
My God I pray;
You'll call my name;
Instead of turn away.
There are chains upon your children Lord;
Chains upon your children.
There are chains upon your children Lord;
Chains upon your children.
Do you hear the lion roar?
(Awake O Sleeper)
Stand with me we'll fight the war.
(Awake O Sleeper)
Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of Jesus.
Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of the Lord.
I said, Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of Jesus.
Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of God.
Do you hear the lion roar?
(Awake O Sleeper)
Stand with me we'll fight the war.
(Awake O Sleeper)
Do you hear the lion roar?
(Awake O Sleeper)
Stand with me we'll fight the war.
(Awake O Sleeper)
(Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of Jesus;
Let no man bring me harm;
I bear the marks of the Lord.)