Heroes

Jacob

Faixa 6

I grabbed my hand I lost the hill when I was born Always reaching, always torn I stole the blessing with deceit

And ran away on wounded feet In the desert night I saw the gate Angels climbing, God was great He met me though my hands were stained

He promised me a holy name Years I served for Rachel’s hand Through toil and loss I worked the land My brother’s face I longed to fear

But mercy pulled our hearts near Still the night that changed my stride I wrestled God to morning light I won by losing

I found by fight I clung to him with all my might And when he blessed He touched my side

I walked away but change inside From Jacob’s schemes to Israel’s call From tents of strife to tribes of all Twelve sons born with stories vast

A nation rising from my past I won by losing I frowned by fight I clung to him through darkest, darkest night

He made me new island but stand The promise lives across the land I was Jacob, the deceiver, but he called me Israel, the leader.

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