My walking is aimless my life is bland
Under my feet is sinking sand
My heart is wicked my sin in a stack
Oh Lord help me follow the Ark.
I long for home on solid ground
To till the soil amidst the sound
Of birds above the song of larks
But Lord you say, follow the Ark.
I hear your voice and I tremble
Your word can make my world crumble
You send the fire create the spark
My only way through is to follow the Ark.
Lead the way I will follow thee
Part the waves I can cross the sea
When the cloud is hung and the night is dark
Oh Lord my God I will follow the Ark.
