[Verse 1] Thunder rolls in the prophet's lungs A voice like fire on a brittle tongue He cries holy holy on shaking knees The earth splits open the heavens seize [Prechorus] Woe to the kingdoms built on sand Woe to the idols of man [Chorus] Here I am send me Send me into the storm Here I am send me Through the fire reborn Isaiah's cry Here I am send me [Verse 2] A coal burns red in an angel's hand Purging guilt like a searing brand The lion roars where the lamb once lay Swords beat down into plows someday [Prechorus] Woe to the blind who will not see Woe to the chains that hold the free [Chorus] Here I am send me Send me into the storm Here I am send me Through the fire reborn Isaiah's cry Here I am send me
