Desert

Under the sun
Facing the wind
We try to shield our lives
From pain

We've surrounded ourselves
With empty things
Longing for His presence
All around seems dry

Prepare the way
For the Lord to come
Set out the red carpet
He's coming in style

In unfettered worship
Drink in deep
Immerse yourself in
The water of His glory

For where there is a spring of
Gods presence
We can no longer call it
A desert