Whoa,
Just twenty centuries ago, a man that I know came to show us the way,
Though many years have come and gone, his words will live on 'til the end of our day,
Our Heavenly Father, you gave us your son to die on the cross as a lamb,
To bear all the sins of the world who denied him to be the great I am.
Hear what I say, (hear what I say)
Hear what I pray. (whoa)
You are the holiest one, the maker and giver of life,
And, by the touch of your hand, you make all the rivers to run,
Take the fire away from the sun.
And, in our loneliest hour, we can call on his power to carry us through,
Although his kingdom is at hand, we must seek the promised land, his will, and his truth,
Father and Spirit of God, you're the truth, the way and the life,
Make all the sins of ages forgotten, so that no man can deny.
Hear what I say, (hear what I say)
Hear what I pray. (what I say)
You are the holiest one, the maker and giver of life,
And, by the touch of your hand, you make all the rivers to run,
Take the fire away from the sun.
You are the holiest one, Father, Spirit and Son, (whoa)
And, when our days are all done, you'll be the only one who can give us the light,
Take the darkness away from the night,
You are the holiest one, the maker and giver of life, (whoa)
And, by the touch of your hand, make all the rivers to run,
Take the fire away from the sun, whoa.
