He wore a leather belt and camel hair
Living as a prophet of The Lord
O but on that mountain he despaired
And lost sight of his reward
Cos a thousand years to us
Is but a day to Him
All mortal men are dust
And so our sight is dim
All saints must learn to wait
With each mountain we climb
Between the sky and ground,
The cross and crown
Lies a valley of time
He wore a leather belt and camel hair
And prepared a pathway for The Lord
O but in that prison he despaired
In the hour of the sword
Cos a thousand years to us
Is but a day to Him
All mortal men are dust
And so our sight is dim
All saints must learn to wait
With each mountain we climb
Between the sky and ground,
The cross and crown
Lies a valley of time
First must come the patience of Job
Then the crown of life and white robe
Cos a thousand years to us
Is but a day to Him
All mortal men are dust
And so our sight is dim
All saints must learn to wait
With each mountain we climb
Between the sky and ground,
The cross and crown
Lies a valley of time
A valley of time
A valley of time
From the first advent to the second
Our journey has been reckoned
To cross a valley of time
