Sometimes I blame ev¹ryone I see
For all this hurt and pain, ev¹ryone but me
Then chastened I learn as at Your feet I fall
I¹m even making enemies within Your Kingdom¹s walls
Shine a light throughout this land
Let Your ways be known
Speak these words of Kingdom love
Deep within my soul
O Lord God of creation
We know we have restless hearts
Hear this cry of our nation
This land is parched
This land is parched
This land is parched
This land is parched
There is a river, an ever flowing stream
And I will bathe there and have my heart made clean
For though the nations roar and kingdoms fall
Still Your hands of grace protect me from the storm
God of Jacob, Lord our rock
Who causes wars to cease
Soften hardened hearts again
O precious Prince of Peace