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Heavenly places we seek to find |
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Here lies a desert |
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With spirits running dry |
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It's braver to listen |
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Open our hearts |
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With our history and fame |
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Is it clear who's to blame? |
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You calmed the waters |
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Called on the storms to die |
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With our faith how we look to the sky |
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Our nations built from the same rock not the sand |
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O Lord you can heal this land |
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Honour and glory tied up in chains |
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Blind to the future that keeps us in pain |
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Let's change our armour |
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For words of love |
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With His spirit as our sword |
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Fill our hearts with trust my lord |
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You calmed the waters |
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Called on the storms to die |
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With our faith how we look to the sky |
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Our nations built from the same rock not the sand |
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O Lord you can heal this land |
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Wonderful children destined to be |
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Climbing in darkness |
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Ashamed for you and me |
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Prayers can be answered |
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Let's move mountains high |
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God we reach for ancient skies |
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Let our faith never die |
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You calmed the waters |
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Called on the storms to die |
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With our faith how we look to the sky |
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Our nations built from the same rock not the sand |
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O Lord you can heal this land |
