Nsanga (Quickly) Lyrics

Lord, come quickly

Lord, come, take us home

Please, Lord, come

Creation is groaning together in the pains of childbirth

Longing for the day of liberation

When it will finally be set free from the bondage of corruption

And obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God

But it's not only creation

We too who have the first fruits of the Spirit

People washed by Christ

We also groan inwardly as we wait eagerly

For adoption as sons by our heavenly Father

We desperately long for the day our bodies will be redeemed

That day when we'll at last put on glorified bodies

Lord! Please, come quickly

Your return is the comfort to all our misery in this world

Lord, come quickly

Lord, come, take us home

Please, Lord, come

The momentary affliction that we face today

Is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison

And when Jesus returns on the last day

The glory of the sons of God shall be revealed

On that day, he'll destroy all his enemies

Death and Satan will utterly be destroyed

Together with all the miseries that we face today

Such is the day creation eagerly waits for

That day will usher God's children into everlasting rest

Rest from every struggle with sin

Our bodies will be redeemed

At last, we'll put on glorified bodies

Lord! Please, come quickly

Your return is the comfort to all our misery in this world

We long eagerly for your promise

That you'll come back to take us home

As we wait, we sometimes grieve

Nonetheless, we remain hopeful

We know the day is drawing near with each passing hour

Lord, come quickly

Maranatha, Lord, come take us home

We're tired of wickedness and sin

We're tired of evil and sicknesses

We're tired of debauchery

We're also tired of death and funerals

Please, Lord, come and take us home

Behold, the consummation of all things

Is coming with Jesus' return

All things will unite in him

At last, the Final Judgment will take place

God's children will be rewarded for their good works on earth

But Satan and his subjects will be thrown into the lake of fire

Together with every sinner who refuses to believe in Christ

On that day we see El Shaddai face-to-face

We shall sing a new song of victory

O death, where is your sting

We won't suffer from you again

O death, Farewell

For we know that the whole creation

Has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now

And not only creation, but we too

People with the first fruits of the Spirit also groan inwardly

As we wait eagerly for adoption as sons

The redemption of our bodies

Romans 8:22-23

Lord, come quickly

Please, Lord, come