"Oh -Oh Jerusalem,"
Cried the heart of the lomb
Arise, arise my Heart
Arise, arise my Heart
Oh! Oh America -
God has shed His Grace on thee
And we waste it like we do the water
And we waste it like we do the water
Arise, arise my heart!
Arise, arise my heart!
The Teepees are Dark and the Hoop has been Broken
The Valleys are Dry and the Mountains are Smoking -
From high in the Mesas the Word will be spoken
Refrain
And Oh the Sound of Thunder
Oh! What Glorious Sound
The Light will break and the Water will run down
The Land will open, and the Lord will abound
For all who are lost, there's still time to be found
And Oh the Sound of Thunder
Oh! What Glorious Sound
The Shepherds are tired and the sheep they are weak
The Wolves they are rampant, their pleasure to seek
And Who from amongst us will rise up to speak?
And Oh the Sound of Thunder
Oh! What Glorious Sound
The Sky will tremble, and the Earth will be shaken
The Daughter of God, her hand will be taken
The Children of Slumber will soon be awakened
And Oh the Sound of Thunder
Oh! What Glorious Sound
When will the Earth be young again?-
No more Abel, no more Cain:
Only the Finest will remain -
And Oh the Sound of Thunder
Oh! What Glorious Sound
Oh - Oh Parvardigar, Oh my Lord how high You are:
Please be my Sun Dance and my Evening Star:
You are the Sound of Thunder:
Oh! What Glorious Sound
Wakin, Wakin, Wakin Wakantanka
Oh my Only Love