I will pour the rivers out on the thirsty land water on the dry ground
The orphan child will come home again the hungry will be fed now
The hungry will be fed now the hungry will be fed
So come you weary heavy laden the fatherless and the diseased
Love has triumphed over death so come come come to me
Come you poor and brokenhearted I have seen your suffering
But love has triumphed over death so come come come to me
Healing it will pour out on the land like rain
The hopeless ones will dream again
The suffering they will see my face and never doubt my love again
They'll never doubt my love again they'll never doubt my love
So come you weary heavy laden the fatherless and the diseased
Love has triumphed over death so come come come to me
Come you poor and brokenhearted I have seen your suffering
But love has triumphed over death so come come come to me
