Lirieke: Ofra Haza. Deliver Us.

Mud, sand, water, straw, faster
Mud, and lift, sand, and pull
Water, and raise up, straw, faster

With the sting of the whip on my shoulder
With the salt of my sweat on my brow
Elohim, God on high
Can you hear your people cry?
Help us now, this dark hour

Deliver us, hear our call
Deliver us, Lord of all
Remember us, here in this burning sand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us to the promised land

Yaldi hatov veh harach
(My good and tender son)
Al tira veh al tifchad
(Don't be frightened and don't be scared)

My son, I have nothing I can give
But this chance that you may live
I pray, we'll meet again
If He will deliver us

Deliver us, hear our prayer
Deliver us from despair
These years of slavery grow
Too cruel to stand

Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us out of bondage and
Deliver us to the promised land

Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream

River, o, river
Flow gently for me
Such precious cargo you bear
Do you know somewhere
He can live free?
River, deliver him there

Brother, you're safe now
And safe may you stay
For I have a prayer just for you

Grow, baby brother
Come back someday
Come and deliver us, too

Deliver us
Send a shepherd to shepherd us
And deliver us to the promised land

Deliver us