We have plastic, we have metal

We have iron, we have steel

We have food stuffed in our billies

And we're big on sex appeal

We are 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 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 churches 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!