It's the light when it finds you in the bottom of a ship going down It's the blood on the Bible and memories chasing you down It's the kindness of strangers and the patience of love while you heal It's the giving in slowly, it's the long, winding loss of your will It's the long surrender On our knees where Heaven gets found We will wait with the lost and weary While You turn the weight of our sorrows into a crown It's the new of the morning when your city is burned to the ground It's the knowing that everything rises from the hem of Your gown In the weakness of man, there lies a power so fine No weapon can break it, no circumstance will change our minds It's the long surrender On our knees where Heaven gets found We will wait with the lost and weary While You turn the weight of our sorrows into a crown Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh It's the long surrender On our knees where Heaven gets found We will wait with the lost and weary While You turn the weight of our sorrows into a crown While You turn the weight of our sorrows into a crown