Written on the Wall

I heard stories about Moses in the desert
 And I wondered if the years he'd spent there
 Were anything like mine
 'Cause he ran trying to escape
 The consequences of mistakes he made
 Never knew You loved him all the while
 Then You called his name
 And I wish You still spoke through burning bushes
 And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone
 'Cause the sound of this world's deafening
 And I'm having a hard time listening
 And I wish Your will was still written on the wall
 I heard of two Kings, Nebuchadnezzar and his son
 You sent them dreams and visions
 And Daniel to figure them out
 They'd listen for a moment and obey for an instant
 And then they'd go their own way
 But I wouldn't know about that
 And You wrote on the wall
 And I wish You still spoke through burning bushes
 And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone
 'Cause the sound of this world's deafening
 And I'm having a hard time listening
 And I wish Your will was still written on the wall
 'Cause I can't seem to find You
 I just need a little clue
 It doesn't have to be a parting of the sea
 If You'd just show me Your way
 I know You still want to speak to me
 Because I know Your love, it healed this heart of stone
 But I wish You still spoke through burning bushes
 And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone
 The sound of this world's deafening
 And I'm having a hard time listening
 And I wish Your will was still written on the wall
 Written on the wall