Let the exile come let the stranger come let
The weary come find rest till you homeless
sons all you widowed ones all for a table waits
in your Father's home there the meek can
come and eat there's a place of rest at your
Father's breast where His mercy is complete
Does a cry ring out from a broken nation
from a people who have been brought low
was pride in our hearts did we grieve Your
spirit have we blocked the ancient wells
that flowed here in our covenant prayer
who call upon Your name we humble ourselves
before You we humble ourselves
Come heal this land come heal this land
Come heal this land come heal this land
Do the tears of One who gave all things for
us do they fall from Heaven still because of
us for we have tasted grace and we have
known Your mercy but we have not shown
this grace to men here is our covenant
prayer who call upon Your name we humble
ourselves before You we humble ourselves
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May this land we love be a place of safety
be a light for all the nations of this earth
may Your streams of love may they flow
have freely here where every stranger finds
a home here is our covenant prayer who call upon Your name we humble ourselves
before You we humble ourselves
Come heal this land
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