In quiet mind and in His inner sight,
Did He fore-tell, and in His wisdom know.
This land to which His word would one day go?
Alleluia, Alleluia.

Perhaps in dream, at rest, along the road,
As He progressed towards the foretold day
He saw the coming world in every way.
Alleluia, Alleluia.

And did He see these Southern lands revealed,
Beneath the starry omen that fortold.
The manner that His Passion would unfold.
Alleluia, Alleluia.

And knowing this, did He in spirit too
Walk on these sands, beneath this distant sky
And seeing all of time, see you and I.
Alleluia, Alleluia.