I have wandered from my home
My lips are dry, my feet are worn
My eyes are blinded by the dust clouds in the road
But I'm looking for the day
When the rain will come and pour
My hope is in the Bounty of the Lord
Oh I've traveled far away
Like a reckless running train
Bound nowhere, racing in the night
Now I'm gathered in the hands
That formed the meadow lands
I am resting in the Bounty of the Lord
Yeah I'm resting in the Bounty of the Lord
I can hear the people singing
And the sound of tambourining
Every member of my distant family
It's the place that I believe in
Even though I've never seen it
I'm believing in the Bounty of the Lord
I'm believing in the Bounty of the Lord
My hope is in the Bounty of the Lord

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