The Presence

(Album: Cosmic Cowboy - 1978)

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land

Scouts have come from far away
Burning with what they say
Ten of 'em shaking an' so afraid
Two saying, "we got it made"

In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land

Take them cities one by one
You know they're bound to fall
Well, come along now
Don't you wait too long
Can't cha hear that trumpet call

In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land

Cities all within our hearts
Sword is in our hand
It's a waste of life in the wilderness
He's giving us the Promise Land

In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land...