I testified from my mother's womb Of He whose sandals I'm unworthy to lose And I can't hold still in this wilderness People listen, the sun is glistening On the water . . . oh, at the water Covenant with the Father Born again, His sons and daughters In the water Buried in the water I feel the call in some pastoral wind Down through the valley from Isaiah's lips And I see them coming from the dusty road One by one in the name of the Holy Ghost At the water . . . oh, at the water Covenant with the Father Born again, His sons and daughters In the water Buried in the water He removed his sandals in the river sand And walked down into the cool Jordan Buried beneath the gentle flow Into the water's blues and greens below Through the diamond droplets heavenward He rose And every heart was filled with love Within the sound of the hushed wings of a dove Ooh At the water . . . oh, at the water Covenant with the Father Born again, His sons and daughters In the water Buried in the water On the water Buried in the water