I feel the earth trembling under my feet
I feel the waters churning, rising from the deep
I know the trees are swaying with their family's seeds
And I feel the harvest returning, no more dust and weeds
I've seen fathers running for their prodigal sons
And I've seen the nooses empty and the chains undone
I've seen beggars leaving their crumbs of bread
And I've seen orphans dancing with crowns on their heads
And I hear the King whistling through the trees
To meet Him at the sea, all the murderers and thieves
And there amongst the tide and all the judges of the land
He will wash every foot and take His children by the hand
And I've heard the forest singing as it prepares the table
For the feast to come, glimpsed in parables and fables
And between every mountain and every shore
And through every season we will hunger no more
All hope rises from the dead
All hope springs up from the ground
From a desert to a garden
From a trickle to a stream
From the dust, my love, you've risen
From the ground you've been redeemed
But you've always been my firstborn
And you've always been my prize
All creation has been groaning for
The waking of your eyes
All hope rises from the dead
All hope springs up from the ground
