Letras
We were freed then wandered the wild
Forty years of desert led to where we're standing now
And our fathers before us were prone to complain
Still You sent the bread down from heaven to sustain
We worshipped idols and lied through our teeth
We spied out the land and we showed disbelief
But when fiery serpents bit heels and they slayed us
You lifted the curse on a pole and You saved us
We waited so long for the promised land
But will we see our promised man?
And we ate the manna in the wilderness
But will we have our bread of life?
Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Will we have our bread of life?
Four hundred years and still no news
O' where is salvation O' please come soon
Away in the wild a voice foretold
A dove from the sky and a voice like gold
Manna from heaven with skin like ours
A serpent on the pole bearing our scars
O' Son of David, O' Son of Man
So long awaited now risen He stands
Oh we waited so long for the promised land
But now we see our promised man
We ate the manna in the wilderness
But now we have our bread of life
Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Now we have our bread of life
Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Now we have our bread of life
Oh now we have our bread of life
A few thousand years and still no news
Oh but when You return we'll be ready for You