Lyrics
[Verse]
In the heart of the dust, where the winds speak in sighs,
A homestead stands weary under vast, open skies.
Fields of dreams turned to barren, the earth cracked and dry,
With hands calloused from toil, under the watchful eye.
[Chorus]
Oh, mercy rain down, wash the sorrow from this ground,
An act of God, a sign to turn these fortunes 'round.
We're holding on, with faith that's been tried and found,
In the silence, we're praying for a hopeful sound.
[Verse 2]
The sun beats relentless on the old cabin door,
A testament to what was and what's worth fighting for.
The creek's whisper's gone quiet, the well's about to yield,
But the heart of a homesteader refuses to keel.
[Chorus]
Oh, mercy rain down, wash the sorrow from this ground,
An act of God, a sign to turn these fortunes 'round.
We're holding on, with faith that's been tried and found,
In the silence, we're praying for a hopeful sound.
[Bridge]
When the night falls heavy, and the stars seem to hide,
We look up to the heavens, with our arms open wide.
For a sign, for a whisper, for the skies to part,
For an act of God to mend a broken heart.
[Guitar Solo]
[Bridge]
When the night falls heavy, and the stars seem to hide,
We look up to the heavens, with our arms open wide.
For a sign, for a whisper, for the skies to part,
For an act of God to mend a broken heart.
[Chorus]
[Male & Female Choir singing]
Oh, mercy rain down, wash the sorrow from this ground,
An act of God, a sign to turn these fortunes 'round.
We're holding on, with faith that's been tried and found,
In the silence, we're praying for a hopeful sound.
[Chorus]
[Male & Female Choir orchestral]
Oh, mercy rain down, wash the sorrow from this ground,
An act of God, a sign to turn these fortunes 'round.
We're holding on, with faith that's been tried and found,
In the silence, we're praying for a hopeful sound.
[Outro]
So here's to the homesteaders, with their unyielding will,
May the act of God they seek, come to pass, come to still.
In the somber song of waiting, may there rise a new day,
Where the land blooms once more, in an extraordinary way.
