The Isaiah Song

This is the word of the Lord your Creator
I am the God who stood before the world was framed
I am the first, the last
And everything between
I hold your future
Who could know these things but Me

Don't fear
I will be your song

Sing, sing
Oh barren land
Water is coming to the thirsty
Though you are empty
I am the well
Draw from Me I will provide

This is the word of the Lord your Creator
I stand from age to age
The Ancient of Days
I am the Holy One
The fairst of ten thousand
And all who call upon My name they shall be saved

Don't fear
I will be your song

Sing, sing
Oh barren land
Water is coming to the thirsty
Though you are empty
I am the well
Draw from Me I will provide

Draw from Me I wil provide

I'm a river
In the desert
Pouring My Spirit on the broken
Giving beauty
For your ashes
Joy for your sadness
Heaven's open

Heaven's open

You're making ways in the wilderness
You're making rivers in the desert

You are the way in the wilderness
You are the river in the desert



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Writer(s): Chandler Moore, Leamond Sloan, Benita Jones
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