| Forty years the wilderness held my sad children
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| Promises of lands that flow with milk and honey
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| Hold me Jordan. |
| Hold me Jordan
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| The builders of the wall, the temple fell
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| The sun the moon stood still circled by
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| The twelve stones of Jordan, Hold me Jordan
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| Tomorrow you will walk on water
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| Twelve stones, twelve stones of Jordan
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| Tomorrow you will take me down to the river
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| Oh twelve stones, twelve stones of Jordan
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| Divided were the waters at the feet of the priests
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| Did you see me Joshua, standing in the Jordan
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| See the open wounds flowing from your hands
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| Flowing from your feet
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| Hold me Jordan
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| Tomorrow you will walk on water
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| Oh twelve stones, twelve stones of Jordan
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| Tomorrow you will take me down to the river
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| Oh twelve stones, twelve stones of Jordan
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| Are you hungry my sad children
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| Are you thirsty run to the river
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| And are you angry my sad children
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| Take the twelve stones, twelve stones of Jordan |