Shape In The Sky

There's a shape in the sky beckoning me

There's a sound in the wild wind calling

There's a song to be sung for glory

And I feel that it's coming our way

There's a pain on the land weakening me

There's a sigh in the city of sorrow

There's a shadow of darkness accumulating

And I feel that it's coming my way

Father of all things, Mother of light

Soothe and ease our human plight

Mary in mercy, Jesus in joy

Please, won't you help us win the fight?

There's a love for all men sleeping within

There's a friend of a friend awakening

There's a jubilant joy bursting to be

And I feel that it's coming our way

Father of all things, Mother of light

Soothe and ease our human plight

Mary in mercy, Jesus in joy

Please, won't you help us win the fight?

There's a shape in the sky beckoning me

There's a sound in the wild wind calling

There's a song to be sung for glory

And I feel that it's coming our way

There's a shape in the sky beckoning me

There's a sound in the wild wind calling

There's a song to be sung for glory

And I feel, yes, I feel, yes, I feel

That it's coming our way