We roam and we ramble
Get lost and get tangled
In the thorns and the bramble
Confused and alone
Like children we flee
From the thing that we need
And stray without heed
Far away from our home
And helpless we stand in a desolate land
It’s cold, wet, and dreary
We’re lonesome and weary
But our hearts tend to wander
Though truth claps like thunder
We still tend to run from the King that we love
But He’s searching for us
From the east to the west
Through the rivers of fire
To the cold wilderness
Like a father He loves
Like a shepherd He seeks
And He’ll never give up
Till He brings home His sheep
Again, hey, hey, oh, whoa-whoa
Hey, hey, hey
Oh! When He finds me He calls
Standing winsome and tall
And helpless I fall to the ground at His feet
But then He sweeps up His bride
Looks me deep in the eyes
And tells me He died
If that’s what it costs
To make me believe that astonishingly
He loves me for me
No matter what
Oh lift your head, love
Hear the sound of
The voice of Jesus
Searching for us
He’s searching for us
Oh are you yearning
For the morning
The dawn is coming
He’s searching for us
He’s searching for us
He’s searching for us
Hey, hey, hey, oh, whoa-whoa
Hey, hey, hey
No matter what
No matter what
No matter what
Through valleys of death
Through valleys of death
