Lyrics

This is the word of the Lord your creator I am the God who stood before the world was framed I am the first the last and everything between I hold your future who could know these things but me Don't fear I will be your song Sing sing Oh barren Land Water is coming to the thirsty Though you are empty I am the well Draw from me I will provide This is the word of the lord your creator I stand from age to age the ancient of days I am the holy one the fairest of ten thousand And all who call upon my name they shall be saved Don't fear I will be your song Sing sing Oh barren Land Water is coming to the thirsty Though you are empty I am the well Draw from me I will provide I'm the river in the dessert pouring my spirit on the broken Giving beauty for your ashes Joy for your sadness heaven open Your making ways in the wilderness your making rivers in the desert You are the way in the wilderness you are river in the desert
Writer(s): Chandler Moore, Leamond Sloan, Benita Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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