Oh start and listen to the wind
There's a sound
That's blowing in
There is a voice
That's waiting to be heard
That's waiting to be found
Can you feel
The Earth begin to shake
There's a roar
The saints are now awake
We are the voice
That's longing to be heard
That's longing to be found
We are the sound of the redeemed
The passion of saints echoing
We're crying out freedom's song
We plead for the lost
We're calling them home
Let them hear
Oh let them hear
The sound of the redeemed
Echoing
Can you see
The walls begin to break
The world returned
And found the hands of grace
Oh we are the voice
That's longing to be heard
That's longing to be found
We are the sound of the redeemed
The passion of saints echoing
We're crying out freedom's song
We plead for the lost
We're calling them home
Let them hear
Oh let them hear
The sound of the redeemed
Echoing