In The Wilderness - Michael Card

In the wilderness

In the wilderness

He calls his sons and daughters

To the wilderness

And he gives grace sufficient

To survive any test

And that’s the themeful (?) purpose of the wilderness

In the wilderness we wander

In the wilderness we weep

The wasteland of our wanting

Where the darkness seems so deep

We search for the beginning, for an exodus to hold

We find that those who follow him, must often walk alone

In the wilderness we’re wandering

For a way to understand

In the wilderness there’s not a way

For the way to become a man

And become the exodus, the way to holy ground

But wandering in the wilderness is the best way to be found

Groaning and growing amidst the desert days

The windy winter wilderness can blow the self away

And that’s the themeful (?) promise of the wilderness