Intro: The soft blush of evening Returns to the folded hills The sky rains magenta In praise of the shepherd's skills The lion lies down beside the lamb At peace in the holy ground____ The King is returning And those that were lost are found____ The old moon is resting She sleeps in the new moon's arms The love of a mother Eclipsed by her daughter's charms The robin bares his wounded breast And sings with a joyful sound____ The King is returning And those that were lost are found____ Instrumental: