Promise

What mystery, what love so cruel
So trusting, are we all fools?
Such favor feels naive
That you'd break our slavery

We were wrong, and we know you don't lie
Please restore our hearts and our eyes dry
Put away your anger and your threat
We are weak, but we will serve you yet

Songs from pain now fill the room, and
Stones start rolling back from tombs
Life has brought us to our knees
Simply hoping we'll be freed

If your love runs as deep as they say
If your hold on our souls cannot break
And if you have chosen us for more
All we ask from you is to restore
Sitting in the silence feels so wrong
Do not keep us in the dark for long
Do not be so deaf to all our cries
May the world see favor in your eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Reed
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