(Verse 1) Out of the fields where the shepherds roam, A voice cries out, “You’ve made wrong your home.” Comfort in palaces, riches in hand, But the poor are crushed across the land. You sell the righteous for silver and gold, Trade the innocent, heart growing cold. You sing your songs, but heaven won’t hear, When mercy is missing and judgment is near. (Pre-Chorus) Oh, the Lord has spoken, the line is drawn, A plumb line falls when the right is gone… (Chorus) Let justice roll like a river wide, Righteousness flow like the rising tide. Not your feasts, not your empty praise— But a heart that walks in His holy ways. From the dust of pride to the truth we fall, Hear the warning call of the prophet’s call. (Verse 2) Visions of locusts, fire in the sky, A basket of fruit showing time runs dry. The measure is set, no crooked line stands, The Lord holds nations in His hands. You tried to silence the voice that cries, “Amaziah, you cannot buy the skies.” For the word of God will not be chained, It breaks like thunder in desert rain. (Bridge) But even in wrath, there’s mercy still, A remnant lives by His sovereign will. The fallen tent will rise once more, Restored by grace like never before. (Final Chorus) Let justice roll like a river wide, Righteousness flow from the Savior’s side. Not hollow songs or idols of man— But a life rebuilt by His righteous hand. From judgment’s edge to restoring grace, He calls His people back to His face. (Outro) So hear the warning, hear the call— The Lord is righteous over all. From the message of the Book of Amos— Justice speaks… and will not fall.
