we have plastic, we have metal
We have iron, we have steel
We have food stuffed in your bellies
And we're big on sex appeal
We have that blessed major power
Take all that we can
Now we have no yesterday
We even threw that away

We have weapons, we have armies
We have killers, we have power
We have gold in stuffed in our pockets
This could be our final hour
If God you had trusted
Your eagle could fly
The blood of your soldiers
Is this why they died?

Spirit of God fall on us.
Spirit of God fall on us.

Your flag proudly waving
Your colors displayed
But your stars are all fading
Your banner has frayed.

We need kindness, we need goodness
We need joy, we need peace
we need church filled with people
Who are praying on their knees
To that blessed major power
Who gave His Son to man
Now we have Him here today
Yesterday and forever.