Dear God above, oh hear my plea, I turn my weary soul to Thee. The day was long, my back is bent, But I know Thy grace is always sent. [powerful female contralto, jazz timbre] Lord, let it rain only wine when the wild winds blow, Don’t let the glass be empty, let the vintage flow! For the thirsty fly and the vine so sweet, A hollow cup makes my sadness complete. Bless this home and the herd in the yard, Keep us from harm, from a curse keep guard. Bless the woman and the little one too, Keep us in peace, with a heart that is true. Lord, let it rain only wine when the wild winds blow, Don’t let the glass be empty, let the vintage flow! For the thirsty fly and the vine so sweet, If the cup stays empty, I’ll face defeat. Give me the strength, and bread on my plate, To follow Thy will and accept my fate. Don’t leave me, Lord, when the thunders roll, Be the pillar of strength for my tired soul. Lord, let it rain only wine when the wild winds blow, Don’t let the glass be empty, let the vintage flow! For the thirsty fly and the vine so sweet, A hollow cup makes my sadness complete. Guard this land, its trees and its deep, The tongues of our fathers, the vows that we keep. With all of Thy glory, watch over our way, As long as we journey, Lord, hear what I say: Let there be only wine, Let there be only wine, Only wine, wine, wine, wine... Aааmen.
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