It tapped me on the shoulder today when I got home
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I saw everything collecting dust
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It made me hope there was something more
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I pour over pages, desperate to find out why
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The cripple at your table has what I'm longing to find
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Teach me how to hum it
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Because I don't know the words yet
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Help me see the light
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I'm reaching through the fight
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Yahweh, show me the Kingdom
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Arms open wide
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Death swallowed up by life
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Yahweh, show me the Kingdom
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Why are some women barren
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While the wicked's house is full
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The stories never seem to end
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Give me evidence I'm not alone
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You said the weak would be lifted up
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But maybe just not yet
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So while I wait in this flesh and blood
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I'll learn to lean in
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Help me see the light
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I'm reaching through the fight
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Yahweh, show me the Kingdom
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Arms open wide
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Death swallowed up by life
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Yahweh, show me the Kingdom
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The Kingdom
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Bethany Dillon |