Memories were all we had to live on
Like manna on the ground
Just enough to keep us going everyday
As we waited for a sound
And the prophets all ran dry
Like the Jordan during drought
How long would You hide Your face away
And leave us with these doubts
Now after all these years
When we thought You'd finished speaking
Here Your Word revealed
In the silence breaking
And I'm just like Zechariah was
Finding it tough to form belief
But You're not slack in keeping promises
Neither are you slow of speech
But I'm just like Zechariah was
Finding it hard to comprehend
But You're not slack in keeping promises
You know the onset from the end
And all You do is perfection
Now after all these years
When we thought you'd finished speaking
Hear Your Word revealed
In the silence breaking