He looked at me and the power behind His eyes was clear to see.
So I turned to Him and said, "Master please. She’s almost dead."
And He told me, "Jarius, she’s only sleeping."
And then I heard a cry and they said my daughter had already died.
And my heart was hard and cold. She was only twelve years old.
And He told me, "Jarius, she’s only sleeping."
When the people heard His words then laughter filled the room once full
of sorrow.
And so He sent them all away as I told them, "The funeral’s tomorrow."
She was sleeping…sleeping.
She looked at me and her smiling face was warm and sweet and free.
Only then I’d realize, when I looked into her eyes
And she told me, "Daddy, I was only sleeping."
And she told me, "Daddy, I was only sleeping."