When my eyes are worn,
And my heart is torn;
When Anger comes to rescue Love
Lord, it's difficult being a dove.
But Your Sabbath's here,
My Rest ... You know!
These twenty-four hours
Prayeth ... Ye Your Grace bestow.
And my heart is torn;
When Anger comes to rescue Love
Lord, it's difficult being a dove.
But Your Sabbath's here,
My Rest ... You know!
These twenty-four hours
Prayeth ... Ye Your Grace bestow.
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