When God calls you and you answer:
“Here I am, O, Lord, send me,”
Mountains on both sides are rising,
And before the stormy sea.
There will be miracles,
when you believe,
The raging seas will part,
your doubts will leave.
Mountains will move away,
His Word is sure today,
His work will not delay,
When you will pray,
and you believe.

Desert sun shines hot above you,
chilly nights and tired feet.
“Give us water!” cry the travelers,
Long the journey, no retreat!
But there´ll be miracles,
when you believe,
Refreshing streams will flow,
your doubts will leave.
His cloud is here to stay,
His word is sure today,
His work will not delay,
When you will pray,
and you believe.

When the journey´s nearly over
And you see the Promised Land,
You will hear: “Well done my servants,
We have journeyed hand in hand!”
Praise, praise to the Lord!
Praise, praise to the Lord!
People will choose the Way,
His Word is sure today,
His precepts they´ll obey,
When we will pray,
and we believe.
There will be miracles,
when we obey, and we believe.