God, our protector, where are you now
Our cities are crumbling, down, down
As the water surrounds us like never before
We beg to see your face once more

Turn your ear and hear our cry
Turn your ear and dry our eyes
Won't you come shining like the sun
Have mercy upon the needy ones

God, our provider, where are you now
Our people are hungry, and they don't have long
While orphans are signed up into the war
We beg to know your hand once more

Turn your ear and hear our cry
Turn your ear and dry our eyes
Won't you come shining like the sun
Have mercy upon the needy ones

Turn Your Ear