Seven Hillsides

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All night I've wrestled Jacob's 
angel,

Prayed with Matthew, Luke, and John.

Struggling to find the words to face
 the task
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That comes up the blood red dawn.

I've buried men before their time -

Alcohol, blackened lung

But how to bury seven of these 
Appalachian miner's sons
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Who stormed the beaches wave on 
wave,

Then sailed home to these rocky 
graves
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In family plots, that bear their 
name.

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- Tomorrow I'll walk up seven 
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hillsides
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And tremble before my flock on 
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seven hillsides.
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Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven 
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mothers and everyone

Will turn to me for the word of God,
 what does this mean?
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And there I'll stand, good book in 
hand
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Shepherd to these precious lambs,
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What will I say, what will I say, 
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what can I say? -

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To tell the truth, I never though 
much

About the will of God before.

When called to preach at seventeen,
I was in love with firey words and 
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not much more.

But the time has come to keep the 
faith

For other shattered by their loss

And remind them of a loving God

Whose son, like theirs, paid the 
cost,
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To save a sad and wicked world -

Through sacrifice our love is heard
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And I'll pray I believe those words.

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