We are God's special people, we go where He goes.
His Word we obey, His truths, our delight
Strong in the Lord, every foe put to flight.
We are blessed in the city, blessed in the field
He grants a good harvest, abundance to yield.
He blesses our children and all that we do
In that which He's given, for Christ we pursue.
We lend to many nations but to none do we owe
God blesses our storehouse, we're on top not below.
We carefully listen and do not turn away
To the left or the right but we choose His way.
Refreshing rains fall and water our land
Father keeps every promise as we follow His commands.
(Inspired by, Deuteronomy 28:1-14)
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