The Quest

 

Oh come, all ye questing

All ye seeking after answers

Let us seek them together

Let us enter this land

 

Oh come all ye searching

All ye thirsting in the desert

All ye hungry in the cornfield

Let us enter this land

 

Let us make the clay our chalice,

Let us make the hills our alters

And the bunyas our new cathedrals

Let us enter this land

 

Let us walk, all ye questing

Let us walk and seek the answers

Let us seek them together

Let us enter this land

 

In the drought and in the beauty

In the harshness and the softness

Let us seek the soul inherent

Let us enter this land

 

Let us make the stones our bishops,

Let us make the grass our bible,

And the cedars our new cathedrals

Let us enter this land

 

Let us make the storms our voices

Make the rivers our holy waters

And the river gums our temples

Let us enter this land

 

Let us enter this land

With our hopes and our questions

Let us enter it humble

Let us enter this land

 

Let us enter this land

Let us ask for permission

Let us ask for forgiveness

Let us enter this land

 

May the spread of our bodies

May the reach of our thinking

Find the soul inherent

Let us enter this land

 

May the tongue of our passion

May the well of our feeling

Find the soul inherent

Let us enter this land

 

Let us enter this land

Let us enter this land

Let us find the soul inherent

Let us enter this land

 

Let us enter this land

Let us enter this land

Let us enter this land

Let us enter.

 

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