Desperate Days Lyrics

Desperate people

In desperate days

Desperate men

Livin' desperate ways

Ain't no kinda laws

Gonna keep them in check

Desperate days

Breeds desperate men

But desperate men

Are the kind that God seeks

The kind that to Him

Will always cleave

They're the kind that know

Without Him they're lost

And desperate men

Never lose sight of the Cross

There's a desperate few

Who are preachin' the Cross

Tellin' 'bout Jesus

And reachin' the lost

We need some desperate prayers

That laborers be sent

To a desperate world

Full of desperate men

Are you one of the ones

Who said Lord send me

Into Your fields

To harvest and reap

And you're hangin' 'round here

And God only knows why

While this desperate world

Spins desperately by

So if you're one of the ones

Who said Lord send me

I think now is the time

To get down on our knees

And cry out to the God

Who equips and empowers

To reach a desperate world

In a desperate hour

Desperate people

In desperate days

Desperate men

Livin' desperate ways

Ain't no kinda laws

Gonna keep them in check

Desperate days

Breeds desperate men

And desperate men

Are the kind that God seeks