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🎵 “Three Days From the Ruins”

(Full Lyrics — Rich Mullins–style cadence)

Verse 1

By the rivers of the exile, where the cold winds scrape the stones,
Where the songs of Zion faltered and the harps were left alone—
We remembered every promise, every fire upon the hill,
And the God who once was speaking seemed unbearably still.

Verse 2

When the Babylonian thunder broke the gates and burned the throne,
When the princes starved in silence and the king was overthrown—
We cried, “How long, O Shepherd, till You gather us again?”
But the night kept getting darker, and the silence never thinned.

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Chorus

O Jerusalem, we’re aching for the day You rise again,
From the ashes of our sorrow to the joy that has no end.
For the Temple they have taken is a Temple He will raise—
Three days from the ruins, we will stand and sing His praise.

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Verse 3

Then a Rabbi walked among us with a fire in His breath,
Saying, “Tear down this temple, and I’ll raise it from the death.”
And the elders shook their heads, for they could not understand
How the Holy One was building something not made by hands.

Verse 4

For the stone the builders hated was the stone the heavens chose,
And the glory once departed in His broken body rose.
On the third day dawn was singing where the grave had sealed Him in—
And the city we were longing for was rising up again.

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Chorus

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Bridge

And the heavens split like thunder, and the angels filled the sky,
And the New Jerusalem shimmered like a bride.
Where the Lamb Himself is temple, where the tears are washed away—
Where the exiles find their homeland in the light of endless day.

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Final Chorus

O Jerusalem, our longing, You will rise and never fall,
For the Christ who walked among us is the Temple over all.
Though the kingdoms of the earth may chain our hearts in Babylon,
Three days from the ruins, every captive marches home.

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Tag Ending

O Jerusalem… carry us home

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🎵 “Three Days From the Ruins” (Full Lyrics — Rich Mullins–style cadence) Verse 1 By the rivers of the exile, where the cold winds scrape the stones, Where the songs of Zion faltered and the harps were left alone— We remembered every promise, every fire upon the hill, And the God who once was speaking seemed unbearably still. Verse 2 When the Babylonian thunder broke the gates and burned the throne, When the princes starved in silence and the king was overthrown— We cried, “How long, O Shepherd, till You gather us again?” But the night kept getting darker, and the silence never thinned. --- Chorus O Jerusalem, we’re aching for the day You rise again, From the ashes of our sorrow to the joy that has no end. For the Temple they have taken is a Temple He will raise— Three days from the ruins, we will stand and sing His praise. --- Verse 3 Then a Rabbi walked among us with a fire in His breath, Saying, “Tear down this temple, and I’ll raise it from the death.” And the elders shook their heads, for they could not understand How the Holy One was building something not made by hands. Verse 4 For the stone the builders hated was the stone the heavens chose, And the glory once departed in His broken body rose. On the third day dawn was singing where the grave had sealed Him in— And the city we were longing for was rising up again. --- Chorus O Jerusalem, we’re aching for the day You rise again, From the ashes of our sorrow to the joy that has no end. For the Temple they have taken is a Temple He will raise— Three days from the ruins, we will stand and sing His praise. --- Bridge And the heavens split like thunder, and the angels filled the sky, And the New Jerusalem shimmered like a bride. Where the Lamb Himself is temple, where the tears are washed away— Where the exiles find their homeland in the light of endless day. --- Final Chorus O Jerusalem, our longing, You will rise and never fall, For the Christ who walked among us is the Temple over all. Though the kingdoms of the earth may chain our hearts in Babylon, Three days from the ruins, every captive marches home. --- Tag Ending O Jerusalem… carry us home ---

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