Mother India lyrics |
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Father God, You have she'd Your tears for Mother India They have fallen to water ancient seeds That will grow into hands to touch the untouchable How blessed are the poor, the sick, the weak Father, forgive me, for I have not believed Like Mother India, I have groaned and grieved |
Father, forgive me, I forgot Your grace Your Spirit falls on India and captures me in Your embrace The serpent spoke and the world believed it's venom Now we're ten to a room or compared with magazines There's a land where our shackles turn to diamonds |
Where we trade in our rags for a royal crown In that place, our oppressors hold no power And the doors of the King are thrown wide |
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Caedmon's Call song lyrics
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