In the gloom of the night In a land where they have no dawn Where hatred and rage They churn like a boiling sea

They will see a great light
They who walk where the hand of death is strong
In the heart of Zebulun the land of Galilee

Never a light so brightly shone
Oh! But your heart is like a stone!

Who will release you Ephraim?
Who will ever set you free?
Look for a son, your deliverance comes
By the way of the sea.

Cowering in fear
Oppressed by a hand they cannot see
Your warriors and kings
They cry for their plundered souls.

And heaven will hear:
A lowly child will set them free
The Prince of Peace
His timeless truth unfolds.

Never a love could be so strong,
Oh! Didn’t you know it all along?

Who will release you Ephraim?
Who will ever set you free?
Look for a son, your deliverance comes
By the way of the sea

But oh! Will you know your Emanuel?
Or will the nation of Israel only stumble and fall?
And how will it go in Jerusalem?
Will your prophets and holy men find their king after all?

Heaven has seen:
Your kings have been driven from their thrones
Your hopes have been crushed
By the weight of your ancient dream

Stretching His hand across the skies
Sweeping the refuge of our lies

He will release you, Ephraim
He will surely set you free:
Look for a son, your deliverance comes
By the way of the sea