| All three brothers love their father and he’s called them here today
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| To see these papers and these lawyers and divide the old estate
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| All three feel that they’re the favorite, he loves each of them the best
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| And these documents he gave them will now put them to the test
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| So they open all the writings that will prove the rightful heir
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| To this home that they remember and the right to settle there
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| Their own sister is a prisoner, they don’t see her face to face
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| They’ve not heard her song of beauty or felt the movement of her grace
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| She lives behind those bars of steel and waits for her release
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| Will she die or will we see Jerusalem in peace?
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| Each one looks at what he’s given and he studies what he’s shown
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| They hold their maps that show possession
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| Of this place they’ve called their home
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| At first they sigh with satisfaction when they see what’s on their maps
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| Each one’s given all he wanted but the boundaries overlap
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| Do you wish us to be brothers? |
| Father, help us understand
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| Or do we each kill off the others to claim this same piece of land?
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| Do you mean there to be hatred in this place you built to last
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| And will faith just die a prisoner in the dungeon of the past
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| She lives behind those bars of steel and waits for her release
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| Will she die or will we see Jerusalem in peace?
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| Jerusalem is sending her voice
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| From inside the prison of disbelief
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| Stand up, you people of the one God
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| To bring about her release |