A Father Grieving

TITLE: THE FLOOD [INTRO] (Thunder rolling...) (Rain begins...) (Ancient choir rising...) Father... In the Name of Yeshua... Your mercy waited... Long before Your judgment came. [VERSE 1] Hammer kissed the cedar... While heaven held its breath... Every board a sermon... Every swing defying death. Clouds dressed in silver linen... Hovering overhead... Grace stood in the doorway... While the whole world turned instead. Violence wore a crown... Kings baptized in pride... Laughing at the prophet... As the tide began to rise. Noah saw tomorrow... Hidden in the rain... Building on a promise... No eye could explain. [PRE-CHORUS] Every nail... Another heartbeat... Every beam... Another chance... Every sunrise... Mercy whispering... "Turn around... While you still can..." [CHORUS] WHEN THE SKY... FINALLY BROKE... IT WASN'T HATE... THAT FILLED THE SMOKE... IT WAS A FATHER... GRIEVING STILL... WATCHING MAN... REJECT HIS WILL... EVERY DROP... A TEAR THAT FELL... EVERY WAVE... A WARNING BELL... LOVE STOOD KNOCKING... AT THE DOOR... 'TIL MERCY... COULD WAIT... NO MORE... [VERSE 2] Lightning wrote its witness... Across a mourning sky... Thunder learned to tremble... As creation started crying. Giants touched the heavens... Still they couldn't stand... When the breath that formed the mountains... Closed His open hand. Inside floated hope... Outside floated crowns... Power sank like iron... Grace