America

Let your glory fly If my people will humbly pray Turn from sin and their wicked ways I will hear them and heal their land And show my glory and power again Lift your eyes up Look to the sky The Lord is coming, coming to America Can you feel the fire Can you see the wind Blowing through Coming to America again Go and tell them the blind will see The lame will walk and the slave is free Shout the news that the lost are saved In the name of Jesus the dead are raised