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1- Come down, Lord my son is ill Wracked with fever the livelong day He is life to me, if You will Drive death away, drive death away R- Lord do not come to my house I'm unworthy, speak and the promise is sealed For when your word, O God is spoken 2- We shall be healed, we shall be healed Come down, Lord, my soul is ill Wracked with anguish the livelong day All my sorrowing will be still If you but stay, if you but stay 3- Come down, Lord, the world is ill Wracked with bloodshed the livelong day Man must sorrow for peace until You show the way, You show the way. |
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