Song of Habakkuk

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

I hear the groaning of the broken

I feel their sorrows as they weep

Come wind of God and break them open

Kiss them awake from endless sleep

I feel the ground so dry and thirsty

Come clouds of heaven, let it rain

In your wrath remember mercy

Let new life spring up again

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

No kind of love could be so tender

Whispering life into dry bones

We see the fullness of your splendour

Transforming mud to precious stones

I see the days of sorrow ended

Dungeons of darkness are destroyed

Whoever heard a sound so splendid

The storms of death have heard your voice

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

We’ll sing the songs that wake the morning

We’ll shine your light into the void

We’ll be the womb the bride is born in

We’ll see new babies jump for joy

All of creation is excited

They feel your glory in the breeze

New fires of love are being ignited

By the bride and her decrees

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

I see the bones once dead emerging

As angel bands begin to play

And with the stench of Babel burning

We see all hell go up in flames

Again the earth will speak one language

Words of glory, songs of light

As we all crowd into the banquet

On the day of Jesus Christ

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

Lord I have heard of your fame

I stand in awe of your deeds

Renew them in our day

And in our time

Make them known

Habakkuk 3:2-3  Ezek 37:12-14

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