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When there’s nothing left, but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs
I’ll hold my tears, and trade my years for a glimpse at Kingdom Come
On the other side of misery, there’s a world we long to see
The strife we share will take us there, to relief and sovereignty
 
Oh by God we’ll have our home again, by God we’ll have our home
By blood or sweat, we’ll get there yet, by God we’ll have our home
 
In our own towns, we’re foreigners now, our names are spat and cursed
The headlines smack of another attack, not the last and not the worst
Oh my fathers they look down on me, I wonder what they feel
To see their noble sons driven down, beneath a coward’s heel
 
Oh by God we’ll have our home again, by God we’ll have our home
By blood or sweat, we’ll get there yet, by God we’ll have our home
 
The road is dark, the way is lost, my eyes they strain to see
I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me
Oh brothers can you hear my voice? Or am I all alone?
If there’s no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own
 
Oh by God we’ll have our home again, by God we’ll have our home
By blood or sweat, we’ll get there yet, by God we’ll have our home
Oh by God we’ll have our home again, by God we’ll have our home
By blood or sweat, we’ll get there yet, by God we’ll have our home
 

 

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