Lord, Wish You Hold My Hand

Canaan Hymns #8

Lord, wish you hold our hands, sailing in the storm and the wind; 
Lord, wish you take our heart, flying to all corners of the earth.  
Wish your soldiers to be deported from here; 
wish your troops rise from here; 
wish your torch of the Gospel to be carried to the whole planet, reaching the four corners of the earth.  
Walk, walk, walk, follow you; 
run, run, run, follow you.  
One day, China will rise. 
One day, China will rise.  
Push open the closed door, break through the firm barrack.  
The flag of the Gospel will flutter in China.  
Churches unite, unite as one.