On The Banks – Chris Renzema

We’ve been through the wild, through desert and hollow
We’ve been through the night lead by pillars of flame
We’ve stood on the banks of that wide Jordan River
And heard, “Come all believers, come wash, come be clean”

‘Cause Your water’s the way
To my redemption
Into Your Kingdom
Your heart, God Most High
And Your blood is the power
That breaks off my shackles
Ends all my battles
I find rest in You, Most High

We’ve laid down our nets, left our mothers, our fathers
Spoke in tongues of angels beneath tongues aflame
Baptized on the banks of that wide Jordan River
Where You’ve called all believers, “Come wash and be clean”

‘Cause Your water’s the way
To my redemption
Into Your Kingdom
Your heart, God Most High
And Your blood is the power
That breaks off my shackles
Ends all my battles
I find rest in You, Most High

Wade in the water
Wade in the water
Children, wade in the water
‘Cause God’s gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water
Wade in the water
Children, wade in the water
‘Cause God’s gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water
Wade in the water
Children, wade in the water
‘Cause God’s gonna trouble the water

Your water’s the way
To my redemption
Into Your Kingdom
Your heart, God Most High
And Your blood is the power
That breaks off my shackles
Ends all my battles
I find rest in You, Most High