Moses
stood on the holy ground,
fire from God descended down,
set the roadside bush on fire.
Then the Lord did there explain,
through His servants should remain,
all the echoes from the bush on fire.
I can hear those lovely echoes
from the burning bush,
how they thrill my soul.
I can hear those lovely echoes
from the burning bush,
points me to my goal.
I'm no more in doubting,
but with joy I'm shouting,
with no thought of shame to plunge.
This, my song, shall ever be,
Words that are so sweet to me,
Echoes from the bird in
bush
God sent down His only Son,
Just to ransom everyone,
By the echoes from the fire
That begot of earthly land
Would not pick nor choose a man
For his blood would save us from the fire
Oh, can hear those lovely echoes
from the burning bush
How they thrill my soul
Oh, I can hear those lovely echoes
from the burning bush
Pause me to my goal
I'm no more in doubt,
but with joy I'm shouting,
with no thought of shame to blush.
This my song shall ever be,
words that are so sweet to me,
echoes from the burning bush.