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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