So quiet... The sound of waiting as the world is pending How late... What will come before the day is ending Silence... captured by this silence As we bide Your guidance Let the nations know Silence... strike down their defiance The sacred, God's alliance Let Your whisper fill their hate with grace All signs... Seven cachets numbered, now all broken Foretells... Seven were the prophesies once spoken See the incense rising With prayers from all the saints The censer filled with fire To be thrown to earth like thunder Silence... captured by this silence As we bide Your guidance Let the nations know Silence... strike down their defiance The sacred, God's alliance Let Your whisper fill their hate with grace Sorrow, there will be no sorrow There's a new tomorrow Tears, they will be wiped away See them, saved from tribulation Hear their exaltation The voices from a thousand souls