Cities set amidst the hills…
Overwhelming lack to fill,
Oh, so many hearts to heal.
View prevailing need,
Dare to plant a seed!

Hazy air,
Dusty hair…
Dare to find a calling there!
Dare to touch the hem;
Let the Father draw you in!
Dare to catch the spark,
That the Spirit might ignite your heart!

Take it to a world
That’s lost and hasn’t heard!
Seeing through the haze,
Watch the spread of holy flames;
Cities shining bright…
From those hills, may there be light,
Crowned in victory,
Proclaiming Christ as King!

ADW