My people have forsaken Me
They do not want My power
They'd rather live their fruitless lives
Inside their ivory towers
Jesus has been relegated
Just like long ago
Despite His sacrifice for man
They do not want to know.
But love like Mine does not recede
It plays a waiting game
And in their lives I will succeed
If they will take the blame
For thinking that they know it all
And that I cannot heal
The fragile lives they tremble in
My power I will reveal.
