Tear Down the Wall - Rachel Scott

The door is open, the table is set.

Everyone’s invited to be a guest.

But some hear the music, and never come inside,

They make their excuses, and go on with their lives.

Just round the corner the other side,

Many people, from all different walks of life.

They’re running to, a place where they’ve been told

They can quench their thirsts with living water for their soul.

If this house can’t hold them all, tear down the wall.

Make room for the great and for the small, tear down the wall.

There is always space enough, every nation, tribe and tongue.

So tear it down, tear down the wall.

Freedom is flowing and peace inside.

Revelation, healing body, spirit, mind.

Becoming new, putting off the selves of old.

Where the feast they’ll consume, puts flesh to their dry bones.

And if this house can’t hold them all, tear down the wall.

Make room for the great and for the small, tear down the wall.

There is always space enough, every nation, tribe and tongue.

So tear it down, tear down the wall.

He came for those who were His own,

And yet His own did not receive.

And still the Son has made the Father known.

Blessed are we, when we believe.

If this house can’t hold them all, tear down the wall.

Yeah tear it down, tear down the wall.

There is always space enough, every nation, tribe and tongue.

So tear it down, tear down the wall.

If this house can’t hold them all, tear down the wall.

Make room for the great and for the small, tear down the wall.

There is always space enough, every nation, tribe and tongue.

So tear it down, tear down the wall.

Tear it down, tear down the wall.

Tear it down, tear down the wall.

Tear it down, tear it down, tear down the wall.