Abre Los Cielos

Open the skies over us
Open the skies, Lord, make it rain
We are your people, we are your vineyard
Open the skies, Lord, make it rain

The trees of the field have withered
The wine and oil have run out
Your vineyard is deserted and unguarded
In our desolation there is a cry

Open the skies

Turn us back to you, we will return
Come give us life once more
Turn us from our captivity
Make your remnant come back

Open the skies