At the dawn of human race
We hid away and lost sight of Your face
So much silence we could not behave
Until the day that ransom came
Oh, the day that ransom came
You were the prophet with healing in Your wings
Returning hearts of the children to the Father
Returning life and sight to the sons and daughters
We dreamed of peace
While our hands were making weapons
We dreamed of freedom
While we locked ourselves in prison
Our eyes were looking and our hearts were waiting
For the One with the keys to our changing
