The harvest is plenty
The workers few
So I ask God
What can I do
He tells me go
And I ask where
He says here
I question, there?
I ask Him how
He shares his plan
But I want it my way
If I can
The work gets done
But in my own strength
In my own time
And at my own pace
And the miracles
I long to see
Prisons shattered,
Souls set free
Don’t take place in front of me
When my heart's full of disbelief
If I want revival, to see God move
I need to focus on his truth
To live in faith and then commit
To do his will as he sees fit