In the Wilderness

In the wilderness

In the wilderness

He calls His sons and daughters

To the wildernessBut He gives grace sufficient

To survive any test

And that's the painful purpose

Of the wildernessIn the wilderness we wander

In the wilderness we weep

In the wasteland of our wanting

Where the darkness seems so deepWe search for the beginning

For an exodus to hold

We find that those who follow Him

Must often walk aloneIn the wilderness

In the wilderness

He calls His sons and daughters

To the wildernessBut He gives grace sufficient

To survive any test

And that's the painful purpose

Of the wildernessIn the wilderness we're wondering

For a way to understand

In the wilderness there's not a way

For the ways become a manAnd the man's become the exodus

The way to holy ground

Wandering in the wilderness

Is the best way to be foundIn the wilderness

In the wilderness

He calls His sons and daughters

In the wildernessBut He gives grace sufficient

To survive any test

And that's the painful purpose

Of the wildernessGroaning and growing

Amidst the desert days

The windy winter wilderness

Can blow the self awayIn the wilderness

In the wilderness

He calls His sons and daughters

To the wildernessBut He gives grace sufficient

To survive any test

And that's the painful purpose

Of the wildernessAnd that's the painful promise

Of the wilderness