The Shape We're In
Sacred are the voiceless
Holy are the weak
The hand of heaven holding up a fist down in the streets
The burden of the broken holds a surging song
Let the powerful kneel
Tell the people they were wrong
And hold my hand my brother
Won’t you fill up your lungs
Can you hear that sacred singing
Let that holy kingdom come
And holy god can you hear us
Lord we are in need
Yes I heard my neighbor crying Oh I can’t breathe
Yes I heard the holy shouting Lord I can’t breathe
Sacred are the voiceless
Holy are the weak
The hand of heaven holding up a fist down in the streets
The burden of the broken holds a surging song
Let the powerful kneel
Tell the people they were wrong
And I won’t be still to hear the whisper
No I’ve heard that thunderous call
On the long road to redemption oh how the faithful fall
And holy god can you hear us
Lord we are in need
Yes I heard my neighbor crying Oh I can’t breathe
Yes I heard the holy shouting Lord I can’t breathe
And from those fiery hymns of the burning tree
Like a blind man at the altar who cries what have you done to me
If there’s eyes up in heaven
Let them weep for the sin
Do you hear the people lord
Oh look at the shape we’re in
And holy god can you hear us
Lord we are in need
Yes I heard my neighbor crying Oh I can’t breathe
Yes I heard the holy shouting Lord I can’t breathe