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