Текст песни The Reckoning (How Long) (Andrew Peterson) с переводом

I can see the storm descending on the hill tonight

Tall trees are bending to your will tonight

Let the mighty bow down

At the thundering sound of your voice

I can hear the howling wind and feel the rain tonight

Every drop a prophet in your name tonight

And the words that they sing

They are washing me clean, but

How long until this curtain is lifted?

How long is this the song that we sing?

How long until the reckoning?

And I know you hear the cries of every soul tonight

You see the teardrops as they roll tonight

Down the faces of saints

Who grow weary and faint in your fields

And the wicked roam the cities and the streets tonight

But when the God of love and thunder speaks tonight

Down the faces of saints

Who grow weary and faint in your fields

And the wicked roam the cities and the streets tonight

But when the God of love and thunder speaks tonight

I believe You will come

Your justice be done, but how long?

You are holiness and grace

You are fury and rest

You are anger and love

You curse and you bless

You are mighty and weak

You are silence and song

You are plain as the day

But you have hidden your face

For how long? How long?

And I am standing in the stillness of the reckoning

The storm is past and rest is beckoning

Mighty God, how I fear you

How I long to be near you, O Lord

How long until the burden is lifted?

How long is this the song that we sing?

How long until the reckoning?

And I know that I don’t know what I’m asking

But I long to look you full in the face

I am ready for the reckoning

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