Album : Waking Up
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The orphan clings to your hand
Singing songs of how he was found
The widow rejoices
For her oppressors are silenced now

You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor
You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore
When You could just be silent and leave us here to die
Still, You sent Your Son for us
You are on our side

The runaway falls at your feet
You are what he has searched for
The rich man is broken
When he stands beneath a sky full of stars

You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor
You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore
When You could just be silent and leave us here to die
Still, You sent Your Son for us
You are on our side
The orphan clings to your hand   Singing songs of how he was found   The widow rejoices   For her oppressors are silenced now      You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor   You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore   When You could just be silent and leave us here to die   Still, You sent Your Son for us   You are on our side      The runaway falls at your feet   You are what he has searched for   The rich man is broken   When he stands beneath a sky full of stars      You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor   You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore   When You could just be silent and leave us here to die   Still, You sent Your Son for us   You are on our side