Verse 1
Broken, broken! May the grasp of darkness in your soul, be broken
Burning, burning are your high places where evil lived, and stained the land
Dancing, dancing! May your feet move freely to heavenly beats as you claim victory!
Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Verse 2
Be fruitful, fruitful may your tent be filled with Yah's children, may your arms be filled.
May rain fall, rain fall, May Yah bless your fields and increse your yield, may your mouths be filled
And Yah's Spirit, His Spirit, be outpoured on you like heavenly dew, may His Word be found in you!
Bridge
Broken is darkness
Burning are high places
Dancing are Yahuwah`s children