-Kelsey Pitney
Nocturne, nocturne, the night rages on
Through war upon war
to raise the sun
Globe roll, roll through to night anew
As all saints pray, “come quickly”
Our song is low in heartfelt tones
So weary of wanting and waiting
For high King to fly, rip open the sky
In wind His bloody robe waving
Oh Holy night become holy day
Set us free from these crypts of flesh
Make haste the day when it is true to say
The world of sin is dead
Put this song in the grave oh Jesus
God put this nocturne to death
Ring in the age of the Ancient of Days
Sing we lone lyric song, Hallelujah
But wait, we will wait unto death
Unto torture and martyr and slander
Stone us, they may, crucify one each day
But for saint this can only bring honor
For by death our lives cannot be taken
With our hearts anchored loft caelum
Mortemed flesh sets us free, for our hearts to be
Loosed to the bosom
of Abraham
Nocturne nocturne the night rages on
Though the faithful petition for glory
For heaven we long, and so this our song
Nocturne, nocturne, Hallelujah!
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