Heal our Land [Song]

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HEAL OUR LAND
By Revelation

A mechanical generation living off a sensation
Living for the high, we rather die than try The Most High Jesus.
Well, you better cry because I've cried, we've cried, they've cried, the street cries
The levees are broken, hearts are broken, I don't need no token
The truth is free, Revelation has spoken
Out of deep sleep we have woken, changing from our wicked ways to a new slogan.

Why do we steal and cheat and murmur, yes, we lie
Giving Satan victory over our lives
Jesus' love is spread all over, that's one thing it can't deny.
Oh why?

Father, forgive us for we know not what we do.
Father, Father, Father
Father forgive us, let Your love come shining through.

Turning from our wicked ways, praying and seeking Your face
Father, hear from Heaven and heal our land
In sackcloth and with praise
Thank You for mercy and your grace
Father, hear from Heaven and heal our land.

Heal our land, please, Jesus, heal our land.

No more do we let the ----------
Generations dying younger than before
Still the wining and the revelry, little babies mimic what they see
No more, oh, no more.

Father, forgive us for we know not what we do
Woh, please forgive us, Father.
Father forgive us, let Your love come shining through.

Turning from our wicked ways, praying and seeking Your face
Father, hear from Heaven and heal our land
In sackcloth and with praise
Thank You for mercy and Your grace
Father, hear from heaven and heal our land.

Heal our land, heal our land, heal our land.

Jehovah-jireh, You are
Jehovah abba, You are
Jehovah-shammah, You are.

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Heal our land, please, Jesus,
Heal our land, Father, heal our land
Heal our land, heal our land
Heal our land....

If my people, who are called by My name, shall humble themselves and pray
I will hear from heaven and heal the land.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................



A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Revelation.

 "Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare