Our hands cradle the air
Staring to the dusk
Lips speak of thankful hearts

We are the scarce supply who believe in hope

The miracle that multiplied to the masses

is alive in our midst
We are the bread and the fish
Underwhelmed and underpowered

when our faith is overwhelming
Though we are few in number
we will never be contained


The stones on which we tread have come to life
and its them that we'll use

to break down the giants that block our way
Be you not afraid
but take from the dust your due


As I survey the world in which I live
never has there been such a time as this

Leave it all behind

Bursting forth into life,

in glorious day writing names in the sky
Every witness who has died
have taken their place in the clouds


surrounding us
So here for now we remain

with embers alight in our lungs

Igniting the ears

of all the captives with ears to hear
Baptized in the water we drink
and the tears that we've shed

We lift up the mighty banner

We dispell all the rumours surrounding us

It's the persuasion of the way we live our lives

For the ones who have died

and the ones who mourn,
we will cloak ourselves in courage


At the end of the age
we will hold our crowns
together, suited in honour


Rejoicing everyday and everywhere
with an endless breath

Not that our enemies are at our feet,
but that our names are there
written in heavenly ink until we return


Until we return
we who are few, we are many