Lyrics

Thirsty, we wander the desert;
our exodus seems like a dream.
In anguish we cry
as the rivers run dry,
yet even from rock, your water will stream.
Even from rock,
even from rock,
even from rock,
your water will stream.
Hosanna, hosanna.
Hopeless, we wander the desert
and fear what our failures will bring.
We shrivel in shame
from the heat of our blame,
yet even from rock, your mercy will spring.
Even from rock,
even from rock,
even from rock,
your mercy will spring.
Hosanna, hosanna.
Angry, we wander the desert
where hatred and bigotry grow;
a sigh is our song
in the valley of wrong,
yet even from rock, your justice will flow.
Even from rock,
Even from rock,
even from rock,
your justice will flow.
Hosanna, hosanna.
Thirsty, we wander the desert,
our homeland a far-away dream,
but we will endure
for your promise is sure,
and even from rock, your water will stream.
Even from rock,
even from rock,
even from rock,
your water will stream.
Hosanna, hosanna.
Written by: David Bjorlin, Mark A. Miller
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