Text: Rich Mullins. My Deliverer.

Joseph took his wife and her child
And they went to Africa
To escape the rage of a deadly King
There along the banks of the Nile
Jesus listened to the song
That the captive children used to sing
They were singin'

My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by

Through a dry and thirsty land
Water from the Kenyon heights
Pours itself out of lake Sangra's broken heart
There in the Sahara winds
Jesus heard the whole world cry
For the healin' that would flow from His own scars
The world was singin'

My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
He will never break His promise
He has written it upon the sky

My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
I will never doubt His promise
Though I doubt my heart, I doubt my eyes

My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
He will never break his promise
Though the stars should break faith with the sky

My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by
My deliverer is comin', my deliverer is standin' by