I Deborah a Mother in Israel sit under my palm tree
Israel cries out in distress pleading to be set free
How my heart carries
God’s people Oh return to Him
They must give up their
false gods or remain with Jabin
The God of Israel hears
their cry and moves His mighty hand
He calls forth His army
to deliver and to redeem the land
His prophetess brings
forth His Word to command
The deliverance comes
and it is through a woman’s hand
Oh God of our salvation
how faithful to us you are
Though times seem
dismal you are never very far
You never fail to
answer your children when they cry
Your enemies are
foolish to fight you yet they ever try
Oh Lord of Host how
awesome you are all power in your hand
Come set us free, bring
us home, heal, and redeem our land
©2011 Heather Green
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