All Who Hear - Young Oceans

A desert voice calls out

Lend him your ear, your heart

Though we are scattered stones

We’re not alone

So we, the road, prepare

For heaven’s eternal heir

At last, our Savior’s near

Let all, who hear, make way

And may these hearts

Prepare, a place

What is this grace divine?

That earth and sky align

With leveled souls laid bare

Let all, who hear, make way

And may these hearts

Prepare, a place

For 'God with us'

Will come to save

And surely He shall comfort those He loves

And so we wait