Like Daniel in the den We're surrounded by these hungry lions Staring in the jaws of death We reach for saving hands, no help will come from man The Lord is coming With the Red Sea closing in There's no safety in their mighty horses Can you feel the driving wind? Behold the crashing waves, the Savior's on His way The Lord is coming Coming, coming, hurry, hurry Bring us to the Promised Land Glory, glory, we reach for saving hands No help will come from man The Lord is coming All you people of the land Bound beneath the weight of all your sorrows Turn around while you still can There's no guarantee you'll see tomorrow The doors are open wide, will you choose death or life? Coming, coming, hurry, hurry Bring us to the Promised Land Glory, glory, we reach for saving hands No help will come from man The Lord is coming Oh... The Lord is coming Oh... The Lord is coming