About 9 months ago, my team gathered on top of a roof in Ongole, India to listen to this song. Our dear teammates, Justin & Kristan Gibson, led us in team time that night by reading us these lyrics and closing our eyes while we listened to the song. I will never forget that time, and I often listen to this song to remind myself of them as well as why I’m here on the Race. Enjoy!
Turn down the musicTurn down the noiseTurn up Your voice, oh God,And let us hear the soundOf people brokenWilling to loveGive us Your heart, oh God,A new song rising up
And if You were naked, would we give You clothesIf You were an orphan, would we give our homeAnd if You were in prison, would we visit YouWhat would be the song we’d sing to You when You’re in need?Would it be an empty alleluia to the King?
Turn down the musicTurn down the noiseTurn up Your voice, oh God,
And let us hear the soundOf people brokenWilling to loveGive us Your heart, oh God,A new song rising up
Let it be our worshipLet it be our true religionIn this world but not unwaveringHolding on to our confession
Let it be our worshipLet it be our true religionIn this world but not unwaveringHolding on to our confession
Turn down the musicTurn down the noiseTurn up Your voice, oh God,And let us hear the soundOf people brokenWilling to loveGive us Your heart, oh God,A new song rising upA new song rising up
