O Lord, when will they understand… when will they understand?
Your love, Your truth has been shown to them… they’ve shunned and denied.
You are merciful to me, O Lord, let Your mercy also come upon them.
Let them live to see Your grace, so in Your mercy, You’re glorified.
May yielding be my natural poise,
break their stony hearts with Your still small voice.
May my Lord the King be pleased to reign,
in my dusty red-clay domain.