Lyrics
The hope that is within us, erupting from the sand
It's clear and pure refreshment in dry and barren land
No scotching circumstances can stop that eager flow,
Of hope that springs eternal
It's joy that floods my soul
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my wellspring in the sand
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my strong and saving Hand
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my anchor tether rope
The voice that stills all rages,
My shouting whispering hope
You cannot make it happen, like faith it is a gift
The currency of depression, the power of hope will lift
Just when you least expect it, a rescue raft comes by
And ties your weary spirit to wings so you can fly
It's a hope that sometimes whispers,
A hope that sometimes shouts!
And sometimes hope's mighty gale will part the sea of doubt
Or calms the raging fevers, commands the storms of pain
Hope turns the life's threatening tempest to gentle soothing rain
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my wellspring in the sand
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my strong and saving Hand
O Jesus, blessed Jesus, my anchor tether rope
The voice that stills all rages,
My shouting whispering hope
The voice that stills all rages,
My shouting whispering hope
Whispering hope