Redemption is our call and song, our bed of straw and bone
We want to be made whole again – We want to be led home.
We’ve followed Culture’s lead to more – prosperity’s assumed;
But still we cope with hunger pangs for God won’t be consumed.
We thrill with peaks of ecstasy, we wallow in despair.
We yearn for easy escapades, we shun the well worn stair.
Can we not summon memory’s vane for guidance in this storm?
Yes, God has seen us here before and mercy is the norm.
O people gather, for our strength is stronger than alone.
Remember we are called to build the commonwealth of God.
The Market can be made to serve the common good of all,
If we but join together now, reclaiming all its power.
Redemption is my call and song, my bed of straw and bone
I want to be made whole again, I want to be led home.
I’ve followed Culture’s lead to more – prosperity’s assumed;
But still I cope with hunger pangs for God won’t be consumed.
words: Chris Lind, tune: Resignation