[ Featuring Anthony Annunziata ]
There's a city called Damascus
Northeast of Galilee
Bordered by the desert sands where
Wind's of change blow mightily
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Your soil is rich for planting
Your rivers sustain your life
Intersecting near east trade routes
Caravans pass through each night
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
I smell the desert in the air
As the packers loads grows higher
And from the south west blows a wind
Whose voice is filled with fire.
Generations of tradition
Bestowed upon her youth
Israel sent out her finest
To spread what she thought truth
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
On the road to Damascus
Stood a man whose name was Saul
Sent to stamp out opposition
He would answer Israel's call
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
No one was fit to live
And challenge Israel's Law
Saul vowed to punish them
Like no one had before.
On the road to Damascus
Saul was blinded by a light
Came a voice filled with thunder
I'm your Lord Jesus Christ
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Saul now Paul's world was changing
Israel the chosen race
Would need to beg forgiveness
Be baptized, accept the faith
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
And on his knees he gave his heart
To Jesus up above
Till the day he died he preached
About his Saviors love.
There's a city called Damascus
Northeast of Galilee
Bordered by the desert sands where
Wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
Where wind's of change blow mightily
