In the Wilderness

In the wilderness In the wilderness He calls His sons and daughters To the wilderness But He gives grace sufficient To survive any test And that's the painful purpose Of the wilderness In the wilderness we wander In the wilderness we weep In the wasteland of our wanting Where the darkness seems so deep We search for the beginning For an exodus to hold We find that those who follow Him Must often walk alone In the wilderness In the wilderness He calls His sons and daughters To the wilderness But He gives grace sufficient To survive any test And that's the painful purpose Of the wilderness In the wilderness we're wondering For a way to understand In the wilderness there's not a way For the ways become a man And the man's become the exodus The way to holy ground Wandering in the wilderness Is the best way to be found In the wilderness In the wilderness He calls His sons and daughters In the wilderness But He gives grace sufficient To survive any test And that's the painful purpose Of the wilderness Groaning and growing Amidst the desert days The windy winter wilderness Can blow the self away In the wilderness In the wilderness He calls His sons and daughters To the wilderness But He gives grace sufficient To survive any test And that's the painful purpose Of the wilderness And that's the painful promise Of the wilderness