Out
of the past we render
A Vision born
of loss
To Celebrate
Our Freedom
Knowing deeply
what it cost
The Cost
God of Our
Nation, feed our passion
To bring healing
S-a-n-c-t-u-a-r-y
People of
the Nations
Feel the Thunder
Beyond the
roar of fallen hopes and dreams
Rise for the
Children
Rise forth
from Ashes
Speak of the
lives that filled this air and space
Rise for their
courage
Speak of their
beauty
Say to them
what we long to say
On precious
blood soaked sacred ground
We laid our
fallen brethren down
Diverse collective
seeds of life
Have born
our Nation's Sacred Site
Our Site
God of Our
Nation, feed our passion
To bring Healing
S-a-n-c-t-u-a-r-y
People of
the Nations
Feel Our Freedom
Touch it,
share just what it's Victory means
Hope for the
Children
Hope for their
future
Each with
the chance to be all they can be
Hope for their
world of peace
For their
right to pray
For the choice
is theirs in a land that's free
When freedoms
breath falls to the ground, the love it's left is all around
Fear and hate
can not contain, the breath of God in human frame
Lyrics by Christina Duane
Music
by Christina Duane and Theo Bishop
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