[Verse 1]
There's blood in these streets of revolution
Of distant warriors, distant kings
And ages old have wrapped their mysteries
In legends worn like magic rings
I'm no priest and I'm no prophet
Neither monk nor modern man
I'm no shepherd, I'm no warrior
And I'm unsure of my own land

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
Oh God, my song is but a whisper
And I don't know if I can shout
But if You truly are inside me
Be my courage when I doubt
Maybe every song starts small
From a whisper to a cry
Maybe we're all shepherd warriors
Or maybe lions, you and I

[Chorus]
Be my voice when I tremble
Be my strength when I'm weak
Be my path in the darkness
And every word I speak

[Verse 3]
I'd rather stumble than fear the whiskey
I'd rather bleed than fear the rod
For You are king of my companions:
The weak, the broken, and the flawed
Lead me, Father, to the Pharaohs
And put Your Spirit on my tongue
Guide me, Father, from the desert
Let not Your song remain unsung
[Chorus]
Be my voice when I tremble
Be my strength when I'm weak
Be my path in the darkness
And every word I speak
Be my voice when I tremble
Be my strength when I'm weak
Be my path in the darkness
And every word I speak
Be my voice when I tremble
Be my strength when I'm weak
Be my path in the darkness
And every word I speak