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With the sting of the whip on my shoulder
With the salt of my sweat on my brow
Elohim, God on high
Can you hear your people cry:
Help us now
This dark hour...
Deliver us
Hear our call
Deliver us
Lord of all
Remember us, here in this burning sand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us to the promised land...
Yal-di ha-tov veh ha-rach
(My good and tender son)
Al ti-ra veh al tif-chad
(Don't be frightened and don't be scared)
My son, I have nothing I can give
But this chance that you may live
I pray we'll meet again
If He will deliver us
[Slaves]
Deliver us
Hear our prayer
Deliver us
From despair
These years of slavery grow
too cruel to stand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us
Out of bondage and
Deliver us to the promised land...
Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream
River, o river
Flow gently for me
Such precious cargo you bear
Do you know somewhere
he can live free?
River, deliver him there...
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Deliver us
Send a shepherd to shepherd us
And deliver us to the promised land
Deliver us!
- by Panda-Oraa |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/18/2010 |
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- Title: Slaves call for help
- Artist: Panda-Oraa
- Description: About the slaverly in Egypt many years ago
- Date: 01/18/2010
- Tags: slaves call help
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Comments (3 Comments)
- His Hobbit - 12/19/2011
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This was not your poem!
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- His Hobbit - 12/19/2011
- You know, this sounds strangely familiar. This was the song from "Prince of Egypt," was it not? -.-
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- Music Ace - 02/06/2010
- I love how you know his name Elohim. This is nice but so true.
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