The Song of the Prophet

In the dusty and baron land
His sandals raise no dust
Around his footprints
Is crying, cracked ground
But where he steps
There is abundant life.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our God who’s feet spread blessing.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our God who’s voice commands honour.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our KING and his KINGDOM
He is awesome
He is strong and mighty
He is awesome
His love endures forever and his promises are good.
His promises are good
We receive them! We receive them!
We receive your promises!
We believe them! We believe them!
We believe your promises!
You do not lie Lord, You do not lie!
Your promises are good.
Good, good, good, good,
Your promises are good.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our God who’s feet spread blessings.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our God who’s voice commands honour.
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
Is our KING and his KINGDOM