Open the heavens, oh Lord above us
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain
We are your people, we are your grapevine
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain
The trees of the forest have all dried up
the wine and the oil's almost gone
the vineyard is deserted and it bears no fruit
take away this drought, please hear our cry
Open the heavens, oh Lord above us
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain
We are your people, we are your grapevine
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain
Call us back to you and we will come home
come and give us life just one more time
break these bonds that keep us in captivity
let us return to our rightful place
Open the heavens, oh Lord above us
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain
We are your people, we are your grapevine
Open the heavens, oh Lord make it rain