| Song | Until the Day Comes |
| Artist | Consider The Thief |
| Album | Signs And Wonders |
| "Stone by stone dismantled | |
| yet rebuilt within mere days, | |
| I will then stand over you | |
| until the end of age, | |
| should this cup not pass me. | |
| I drink it to the dregs, | |
| And go where no man follows | |
| 'till he follows to the grave" | |
| So watch | |
| and wait on | |
| the hour of dawn | |
| O receive your silver | |
| and put away your swords | |
| 'till the day comes | |
| All had whispered, | |
| "Surely, Lord would I?" | |
| but, | |
| "He who shares my bread will lift his heel against me," | |
| not one of you yet dies. |