A, G, F, G
You gave them miracles
You gave them miracles to see
There’s nothing spiritual
In golden idols that they seek
And when you led them out
Out of the bondage of the foe
They still would turn around
And wish that life was like before
F, G, A
Oh Lord would tell me what’s wrong with them
Why would they keep living as slaves
Oh Lord I am praying don’t turn away
I’m faithful in your saving grace
A, G, F, G
You gave them food and hope
You gave them water out of rock
Leading to promise land
Out of the mess where they were stuck
And yet they turned away
They turned to their perversive ways
It wasn’t you they hated
It was the God that they betrayed
F, G, A
Oh Lord would tell me what’s wrong with them
Why would they keep living as slaves
Oh Lord I am praying don’t turn away
I’m faithful in your saving grace
