Wilderness

Underneath this solitary broom tree
I am growing weary
Healing hasn't come
I'm close to giving up
Tired of all the pain and sleeping
I've been laying here for weeks
Surely I was made for more than this

Even if my voice gives way
I've seen Your power on display
So in this desert I will still praise

I will rise from these ashes, come to life
This bed of bones will lift You high
In Your strength I will yet praise Your Name
I won't cease
Even in defeat I'll sing
'Cause You're worth all I can bring
Even in this wilderness I will lift You higher
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Progress seems like a mirage
The weight of ailments stacking up
Like grains of sand; so numerous

I wanna run
I wanna dance, but even if I never stand
You are greater than my circumstance

I will rise from these ashes, come to life
This bed of bones will lift You high
In Your strength I will yet praise Your Name
I won't cease
Even in defeat I'll sing
'Cause You're worth all I can bring
Even in this wilderness I will lift You higher
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Prophets are made in deserts and caves
So even if you don't send the rain
I will praise
If this earthen vessel fails
Still I'll submit to Your will
I will praise
I will praise
I will praise

I will rise from these ashes, come to life
This bed of bones will lift You high
In Your strength I will yet praise Your Name
I won't cease
Even in defeat I'll sing
'Cause You're worth all I can bring
Even in this wilderness I will lift You higher
I will lift You high
Higher and higher