Sing, O barren woman, and prepare for blessings wide.
I will be a husband to you, I have called you bride.
Mountains may be shaken, Hills may be removed, Yet my love is evermore,
And my promises, my promises, My promises endure.
I will never lose compassion For my wayward wife.
Broken banner tossed and tattered, I'll transform your life.
Mountains may be shaken, Hills may be removed,
Yet my love is evermore, And my promises, my promises, My promises endure.
Mountains may be shaken, Hills may be removed, Yet my love is evermore,
And my promises, my promises, My promises endure.
There's no weapon warmed against you That will cause you pain,
And no tongue will dare accuse you I'm still in your name.