Each day is a struggle just to survive

In a world gone mad with sin

But we have a Savior, a shelter to hide

And the Holy ghost abiding within.

This power of our Savior, our precious King

Will protect us from the storms outside

His holy voice, the Spirit will ring

Across this sin-filled countryside.

Dear Jesus, my Lord, why can’t they see?

What they are looking for is easy to find

Just look for the cross on bended knee

There You will be so loving and kind.

You can’t be found in a bottle of wine

Or on an old barroom floor

Only by looking up can they see

This Savior that offers them more.

But they’ll search the valleys and the mountains high

Looking for that elusive peace of mind

Why can’t they see You drawing nigh?

Reaching out to all mankind.

Yes, reaching out to all mankind