If plowshares could speak and the lost would seek
They would find themselves together
When the new world comes the face of the sun
New wine for all the pain
I know you will catch me when I cannot see
I've walked in these shoes up to my knees
I've birthed a mountain that is hard to climb
Weary well doing I will make the time
I'm the one
I'm the one
That is what I've become
I'm the one
I'm the one
Don't let your good be spoken evil of
Heart and mustard seed faith is to believe
I dig in the dirt, my hands bleed
If answers is why we pray
Let us bow our heads today
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