Wash me clean
In the warm sun dry me
Cleanse my heart from all iniquity
Baptise me in the Holy Spirit sea
Renew my mind
That wickedness may flee

In those days
His Son will save
His Spirit will pour
on all who call on the Lord

In those days
His Son will save
His Spirit will fill
Empty jars of mud and clay

Wash me clean
In the warm sun dry me
Clease my heart
From all iniquity
Baptise me in the Holy Spirit sea
Renew my mind
That wickedness may flee

In these days
Barren field will sprout trees
The deaf and blind will hear and see
The dead will raise and begin to breathe
The dead will raise and begin to breathe
The earth will grown in pain to see
The sons of God declare to be
His full and glorious family
The beautiful, perfect bride of Thee

Barren field will sprout trees
The deaf and blind will hear and see
The dead will raise and begin to breathe
From all iniquity
The earth will grown in pain to see
The sons of God declare to be
His full and glorious family
The beautiful, perfect bride of Thee

The barren fields will sprout trees