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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Orphan
maybe I push when I'm meant to be stillmaybe I take it all to personalJesus, how to reconcilethe joyful noisethe ancient landthe tug from some invisible handthe dying mother weaving bulrushesalong the NileChorusfloat her basket over the seahere on a barren shorewe'll be waiting fora tailwind to carry her (an) orphan's crydon't you worry, childI wrote a lullabyI try to settle, but I just pass througha rain dog, gypsya wandering Jewall those homes were not oursthen I slept one nightin Abraham's fieldand dreamt there was no moonthe night he diedcounting starsSelah- Chorus -Bridgebuilding you a homebuilding you a homebuilding you a homewe're building you a homeSelah- Chorus -float her basket over the seahere on a barren shorewe'll be waiting fora tailwind to bring us your sweet crydon't you worry, childI'm gonna sing you a lullaby
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