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Our sister is here:
we give her your hand...
Bathe her in your love,
Clothe her in your care.
Send her along
with the wind and a song
And the rains of the earth in her hair.
Fold her in your arms,
hold her close once more.
Colour her life with
the calm and the strife,
That brings us all onto the shore.
Her people will be my people,
her fam’lies and fortunes my own.
We’ll walk hand in hand
and till all the land
Until the last seed has been sown.
Light her way back home,
Love her as your own,
For thus she has been,
and will be again,
And is now, forever, Amen.
The wings and roots will be our gift.
The branches and flight why she came.
We’ll soon let her know
she can come, she can go,
When visions and highways
start calling her name.
Bathe her in Your love,
Clothe her in Your care,
Send her along
with the wind and a song,
and the rains of the earth in her hair.
BATHE HER IN YOUR LOVE!
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