Get Ready for Love

Get ready for love! Praise Him! Get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Praise Him! Get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Get ready! Well, most of all nothing much Ever really happens And God rides high up in the ordinary sky Until we find ourselves at our most distracted And the miracle that was promised Creeps quietly by Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl And I'm calling 'round the world Get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Get ready! (Praise Him!) Get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Praise Him! The mighty wave their hankies from the High-windowed palace Sending grief and joy down in supportable doses And we search high and low without Mercy or malice While the gate to the Kingdom swings Shut and closes Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl Calling 'round the world Praise Him 'til you've gotten What you're praising Him for Praise Him 'til you've gotten What you're praising Him for Then praise Him a little bit more Yeah, praise Him a little bit more Praise Him 'til you've gotten What you're praising Him for Praise Him 'til you've gotten What you're praising Him for Praise Him a little bit more Yeah, praise Him a little bit more Get ready for love! Praise Him! Get ready for love! Get ready! I searched the seven seas and I looked Under the carpet I browsed through the brochures That govern the skies Then I was just hanging around Doing nothing I looked up to see His face burned in the retina of your eyes Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl Calling 'round the world Get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Yeah praise Him! (Get ready, get ready) Yeah get ready for love! (Get ready, get ready) Praise Him! (Praise him)