Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
Steven Curtis Chapman
There's a chapel on wheels
Parked at a truck stop
Somewhere in the southern part
Of Florida tonight
Many are blown in by a strong wind
It's the wind of the Spirit
There's a preacher with his head bowed
There at the altar
Whispering a prayer as the people wander in
Sayin' it's You, Lord, that they're lookin' for
Whether they know it or not
And that's the reason I've got to go
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Maybe this will be the day
They'll come to meet You on their way
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
There's a church down on the corner
With stained glass windows
But time has stained the windows
Till no light is shining through
And those on the outside pass right by
Lost on a dark endless highway
There's a banner on the church wall
They put up many years ago
Reminding them that Jesus said
'Go into all the world'
They need the Spirit wind to blow again
And fan the flame of concern
Take the truth that they've learned and go
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Open windows, doors and hearts
Take the light into the dark
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
We must go and share His love
Remember He came there for us
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
God sent Jesus to come and get us
Out in the highways
So, we've got to go
And take His love to Him
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
Out in the highways
We got to go
Out in the highways
Out in the Highways was written by Geoff Moore & Steven Curtis Chapman.
Out in the Highways was produced by Phil Naish.