I have wandered from my home My lips are dry, my feet are worn My eyes are blinded by the dust clouds in the road But I'm looking for the day When the rain will come and pour My hope is in the Bounty of the Lord Oh I've traveled far away Like a reckless running train Bound nowhere, racing in the night Now I'm gathered in the hands That formed the meadow lands I am resting in the Bounty of the Lord Yeah I'm resting in the Bounty of the Lord I can hear the people singing And the sound of tambourining Every member of my distant family It's the place that I believe in Even though I've never seen it I'm believing in the Bounty of the Lord I'm believing in the Bounty of the Lord My hope is in the Bounty of the Lord