A Pilgrim Song 123 1I look to you, heaven–dwelling God, look up to you for help. 2Like servants, alert to their master’s commands, like a maiden attending her lady, We’re watching and waiting, holding our breath, awaiting your word of mercy. 3Mercy, God, mercy! We’ve been kicked around long enough, 4Kicked in the teeth by complacent rich men, kicked when we’re down by arrogant brutes.
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