“My God Is Yahweh” (Elijah)

[Verse 1] The crows brought bread across the drying land, To feed the seer beside the lonely creek. A widow shared her food with open hand; The oil ran full, the fading boy grew weak. He breathed new breath into the lifeless child, And raised him up to see the morning sun, While through the hills the wicked choices smiled, And all the people left what God had done. [Chorus] My God is Yahweh, let the fire descend, To burn the stones and light the ancient space. The heavy clouds will make the season bend, And bring the rain back to this broken place. [Verse 2] Upon the hill the pagan prophets cried, They cut their skin but not a spark awoke. The quiet man stepped up to face their pride; He poured the water till the trenches broke. Then fire came down and ate the sodden wood, The stones were dust beneath the heavy light. The watching crowd at last had understood, And turned their faces from the fading night. [Chorus] My God is Yahweh, let the fire descend, To burn the stones and light the ancient space. The heavy clouds will make the season bend, And bring the rain back to this broken place. [Bridge] A gentle whisper spoke inside the cave, It was not wind or shaking of the ground. The small still voice gave strength to make him brave, And peace was waiting in the quiet sound. [Chorus] My God is Yahweh, let the fire descend, To burn the stones and light the ancient space. The heavy clouds will make the season bend, And bring the rain back to this broken place.