Echo of history A light so many strain to see The One we talk so much about But rarely ever live it out Could You tell me why Was it for this You came and died A once a week observance When we coldly mouth Your words Chorus Lord I long to see Your presence in reality But I don't know how Let me know You in the now We should confess We lose You in our busyness We've made You in our image So our faith's idolatry Lord, deliver me Break my heart so I can see All the ways You dwell in us That You're alive in me Repeat Chorus
