Don't you wish
You could have stood next to Moses?
Heard the breath of God
And saw His hands save your life?
Hmm
There are days
And months
And years
When I need that speaking fire
That holy ground
That bloody water
To get it
To know it
The hand of God
There's something about the hand of God
That I can't wait to discover
I think
That when I first see Him
The constant Love of my life
I'll touch His face
Then His hand
And then perhaps
With a tear in my eye
Ask Him how He parted the sea
Sometimes it's not okay
That I have to wait
I'd like to see
A parting sea
God, give someone a staff
And let us know You
And fear You again
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