Ears to Hear

Do we hear what we want to hear?

Do we create our own messes?

Do we listen to our own fears? 

He who has ears let him hear

Surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses

We must throw off all that hinders

We can see clearly without guesses 

He who has ears let him hear 

Today our skin appears to be thinner 

A seared conscience believes a lie

With many today the light grows dimmer 

He who has ears let him hear 

In the wasteland under the desert sky

In the hard place of transitioning 

But by His Word we will not die 

He who has ears let him hear 

The Spirit will move us with a quickening 

He turns the wasteland into pools of water 

May we choose in our hearts to be listening 

He who has ears let him hear 

In the desert we will become stronger 

Only tune in on that sandy road

In that place we must build an altar

He who has ears let him hear 

In your fire He will change it to gold 

If we only submit to His will 

It's up to us what story will be told 

He who has ears let him hear