Fan the flames of our hearts
Cause our opressors to run
Flee for your lives
Have your way in our lives
Lord come like a rushing wind
Pour out your spirit oh God

Let your glory fall
We stand here
And how can we not be moved
Find the lost
Heal the sick
This generation rising up
To full fill your plan
Our hearts stir
Hosanna

We fall to our knees
Our hearts break,
For what breaks yours
Run as we might
But you're right behind us
Waiting for us to realise
Your love, Your love

Injustice is rampant
Bother us, oh God
Kids being sold,
For the pleasure of the wicked

Slaves of this century
Never to be set free
So poor, unable to even
Afford names for the children
Bother us, oh God

Aids epidemic
Destroying families
Bother us, oh God
Give us wisdom

Not even water to drink
Nor do they have food
Oh God
Bother us!