There is a wrestling in our soul That longs to know our great Adon As we wander in the wilderness We lift our cry up to receive His rest Who is our Elohim? His voice is calling O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone There is a wrestling in our soul That longs to know our great Adon As we wander in the wilderness We lift our cry up to receive His rest Who is our Elohim? His voice is calling O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone We'll praise Him alone We praise the El of Ya'aqov Who was and is and is to come We praise the El of Ya'aqov Who gave His one and only Son To make us free and forgiven Oh we praise, we praise the El of Ya'aqov We praise the El of Ya'aqov Who was and is and is to come We praise the El of Ya'aqov Who gave His one and only Son To make us free and forgiven Oh we praise, we praise the El of Ya'aqov O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone We'll praise Him alone O Yisrael lay down your idols