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'''And the People of God rise up for the poor and for the weak
 
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'''The People of God sing out for those who cannot speak
 
'''The People of God sing out for those who cannot speak
'''The People of God cries out for mercy in our land
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'''The People of God cry out for mercy in our land
 
'''The People of God love their enemies as friends
 
'''The People of God love their enemies as friends
 
'''The People of God run where others will not trod
 
'''The People of God run where others will not trod

Revision as of 09:43, 3 April 2010

It was a borrowed church in a big city
Where the immigrants gathered to pray
The building was owned by the church district zone
In an office a few miles away

Now the district officials were powerful men
Men of the Cloth and Command
Their profit-driven charts convinced them in their hearts
To sell the immigrants' land

But God raised up a hero
One solitary man spoke out
And laid his reputation down on the line
For the ones God cared the most about

And the Man of God stands for the poor and for the weak
The Man of God shouts for those who cannot speak
The Man of God cries for mercy in our land
Oh, God we need that kind of man.

It's Monday morning in America
And most of us back on the job
Working just to live, not much left to give
But where's the Man of God?

He's over on the wrong side of the railroad tracks
With the families of the poor and unemployed
He's passing out food from the local food pantry
To the ones most of us try so hard to avoid

And the Man of God stands for the poor and for the weak
The Man of God shouts for those who cannot speak
The Man of God cries for mercy in our land
Oh, God we need to be more like that man.

It's quiet now in the worship house
Where the Man of God used to preach
Words we used to hear still echo in our ears
But they're still within our reach

'Cause God's still raising up heroes
And sending them out into the land
And maybe you and I are the ones God's calling out to now:
Every woman, every child, and every man...

And the People of God rise up for the poor and for the weak
The People of God sing out for those who cannot speak
The People of God cry out for mercy in our land
The People of God love their enemies as friends
The People of God run where others will not trod
And always in the lowly footsteps of the Son of God.

It's a borrowed church in the big city
And the immigrants still gather there today
They never knew the story of the Man of God who swore he'd
Never let their church be stolen away

They never even knew, but now you and I we do
And now we can never, ever, ever be the same.