Lost men head toward water, and found men head toward god
Ashen skies fall crumbled and the frozen winters lay thawed

Thunder crashes over me and lightning pierces high
Cracks wide open that heavenly boundary, through pieces of the sky

I hope that its peace I find
Let those troubles burn out of your worried mind
Sinner, come on home

Trials and tribulations, won't you nail them to the wall
The stiffest limb will bend and mighty mountains they surely will fall

Cary that flame on over, there's peace on the other side
Lost men fall and weaken but I outlast that feeble tide