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      And they were singin'   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   He will never break His promise, He has written it upon the sky   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing 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 healing that would come from His own scars      The world was singing   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   And I will never doubt His promise   Though I doubt my heart, though I doubt my eyes      My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   He will never break His promise   Though the stars should break faith with the sky      My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by   My Deliverer is coming, my Deliverer is standing by