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| Newsboys Devotion The Orphan Maybe I push when Im meant to be still Maybe I take it all too personal Jesus, how to reconcile. The joyful noise, the ancient land, The tug from some invisible hand, The dying mother weaving bulrushes, Along the Nile. Chorus: Float her basket over the sea, Here on a barren shore, Well be waiting for, A tailwind to carry an orphans cry. Dont you worry child, I wrote a lullaby. I try to settle but I just pass through A rain dog, a gypsy, a wandering Jew. All those homes were not ours. I slept one night in Abrahams field And dreamt there was no moon The night he died. Counting stars. Selah Chorus |
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