Dawn unveils her silhouettes Jigsaw roofs and minarets Hush gives way to lilting call Kneel toward the eastern wall Chanting breaks the tranquil air Prayers to God, is He really there Tears from heaven fall like rain Long to wash away the guilty stain
Who will go? Who will be? My hands and feet My mouth to speak?
Behind the veil He sees your eyes He knows your heart; He hears your cries Longs to heal this yoke of pain To hold you in His arms again But you've never seen, you've never heard No-one to be His living word Tears from heaven fall like rain Long to wash away the guilty stain
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Who will obey? Who's gonna pray? For hands and feet My mouth to speak?
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