There is a wrestling in our soul
That longs to know our great Adon
As we wander in the wilderness
We lift our cry up to receive His rest
Who is our Elohim?
His voice is calling
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
There is a wrestling in our soul
That longs to know our great Adon
As we wander in the wilderness
We lift our cry up to receive His rest
Who is our Elohim?
His voice is calling
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
We'll praise Him alone
We praise the El of Ya'aqov
Who was and is and is to come
We praise the El of Ya'aqov
Who gave His one and only Son
To make us free and forgiven
Oh we praise, we praise the El of Ya'aqov
We praise the El of Ya'aqov
Who was and is and is to come
We praise the El of Ya'aqov
Who gave His one and only Son
To make us free and forgiven
Oh we praise, we praise the El of Ya'aqov
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
O Yisrael lay down your idols and bow to YHWH
Let us come to Mount Zion to praise Him alone
We'll praise Him alone
O Yisrael lay down your idols