Isn't it so hard for most of us
To find the kind of patience that will trust
The slow steady work
Of God beneath the surface
Every moment working for our good
Under all the snow is something green
Hiding in the winter is a spring
I know it will take
The barren field of heartbreak
A little time for a new rain to fall
I will not hang my head
His banner is over me
He said I am his poetry
He won't waste a word
I'm gonna wait, wait on the Lord
Surely I've been wrong along the way
But I will not be called by my mistakes
He calls me his friend
When all I see's where I've been
I hear him tell me where I am going
I will not hang my head
His banner is over me
He said I am his poetry
He won't waste a word
I'm gonna wait
Wait on the Lord
There's no wound that he cannot heal
No child too far gone
I'm the clay on his spinning wheel
He knows what I'll become
I will not hang my head
His banner is over me
He said I am his poetry
He won't waste a word
(I will not hang my head, oh no)
I will not hang my head
His banner is over me
He said I am his poetry
He won't waste a word
I'm gonna wait
Yes,I'm gonna wait
Oh, I'm gonna wait
I'll wait on the Lord
