The Presence

Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Scouts have come from far away
Burnin' with what they say
Ten of 'em shakin' an' so afraid
Two sayin', «we got it made»
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promis Land
Take it from the wildernss
Into the Promise Land
Take them cities one by one
You know they’re bound to fall
Well, come along now
Don’t you wait too long
Can’t cha hear that trumpet call
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Cities all within our hearts
Sword is in our hand
It’s a waste of life in the wilderness
He’s givin' us the Promise Land
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
In the presence of the King
Come on, clap your hands and sing
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land
Take it from the wilderness
Into the Promise Land…