Thorns on the ground tell of the curse
But grace in every desert bloom
Hearts long for forgiveness
Like the dry Santa Cruz
And mercy’s coming like the monsoons
Water filling every river
Banks are overflowing
We want to feel the same thing
Spirit come down from the father
Testify of Jesus
The love of God descending
Coming like the monsoons
Beautiful as desert blooms
Thorns on the ground become Savior’s crown
As Jesus becomes our curse
No longer do we labor
And toil with this earth
For on the cross He finished the work
Water filling every river
Banks are overflowing
We want to feel the same thing
Spirit come down from the father
Testify of Jesus
The love of God descending
Coming like the monsoons
Beautiful as desert blooms
The love of God descend fill to overflowing
The love of God descend fill to overflowing
The love of God descend fill to overflowing
The love of God descend fill to overflowing
Water filling every river
Banks are overflowing
We want to feel the same thing
Spirit come down from the father
Testify of Jesus
The love of God descending
Coming like the monsoons
Beautiful as desert blooms
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