Heavenly Father,
We’ve been waiting in the wilderness

through the longest night.
We’ve been calling you,
Hoping you would hold us up
And bless us with your holy light.

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We’re still waiting for the sunrise,
But I’m tethered to the plow,
So my hands will run to the barrel of a gun
To try and help me now.

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I’ll start fighting for my freedom,
I’m not standing alone.
Gonna take a chance, and make a stand and try
To make this land my home.

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Heavenly Father,
The message of forgiveness I find too hard to hold.
I want redemption for the members of my family
Through the years who’ve been bought and sold.

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Now my wife cries from the doorway,
‘Cause my daughter’s on the run.
If they find her track, they’ll bring her back,
So I’ll be marching with this gun.

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I’ll start fighting for my freedom,
I’m not standing alone.
Gonna take a chance, and make a stand and try
To make this land my home.

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I see them coming on the horizon,
I’ve got my brothers on the wing.
We’re gonna stand our ground till the trumpet sounds,
And hear freedom ring.

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We’ll start fighting for our freedom,
I’m not standing alone,
Gonna take a chance, and make a stand and try
To make this land our home.