The Prophet

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Michael Card - Pop

The Prophet

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Reluctant ride in the middle Of the belly of a whale A wheel on fire in the middle of the sky Abandoned baby kicking On the side of the road And a wife has died But you're denied the right to cry Three men walk out protected From a furnace of flame One man cries out from a miry well See a man in the myrtles And women with the wind in their wings Understand what these seared lips can tell I am the prophet And I smolder and burn I scream and cry and wonder why You never seemed to learn To hear with your own ears With your own eyes to see I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? I hold out hope to everyone Who hears and understands The Word of God can echo In the voice of a man He's the shadow of a great rock In the dry and weary land With the names of the ones He loved Carved into His hands I am the prophet And I smolder and burn I scream and cry and wonder why You never seemed to learn To hear with your own ears With your own eyes to see I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? The sorrow in His anger My eyes weep His tears His life alight in me I am the sword That cuts His people apart I speak the Word That comforts their faithless hearts I am the prophet And I smolder and burn I scream and cry and wonder why You never seemed to learn To hear with your own ears With your own eyes to see I am the prophet Won't you listen Won't you listen to me? I am the prophet I smolder and burn I scream and cry and wonder why You never seemed to learn To hear with your own ears With your own eyes to see I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? I am the prophet Won't you listen to me? I am the prophet

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  • Michael Card