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The Ballad of Jacob and Esau

(Verse 1) Two brothers in the desert tent, beneath the ancient sky, One hunter of the open field, one watchful, clever, sly. A bowl of stew, a stolen fleece, a blind father’s hand, A blessing taken in the dark across the shifting sand. The trickster took the elder's right and hurried on his way, Leaving bitterness to fester for another coming day. (Chorus) Which way is up when you’re down in the dust? What holds a life when you shatter the trust? You can run in the night, you can carry your pride, With a wrestling heart that has nowhere to hide. Turn your eyes from the fall, let the bitterness cease— Trade the desire to win for the labor of peace. (Verse 2) Out on the road to Haran, with a stone beneath his head, A stairway climbed through quiet dreams above his lonely bed. Years in the service of another cunning hand, Taught the deceiver how deceit corrupts the land. For the wheel always turns, and the measure you sow Is the harvest you reap in the valleys below. (Chorus) Which way is up when you’re down in the dust? What holds a life when you shatter the trust? You can run in the night, you can carry your pride, With a wrestling heart that has nowhere to hide. Turn your eyes from the fall, let the bitterness cease— Trade the desire to win for the labor of peace. (Bridge) By the ford of the Jabbok in the shadowy night, A stranger appears in the absence of light. They wrestle until the first blush of the dawn; The hip joint is struck, but the spirit holds on: "I will not let you go until you grant me your grace," A limp for a lifetime, but he looked in God's face. (Guitar / Instrumental Break) (Verse 3) Four hundred horsemen come riding in line, Jacob bows low to the dust seven times. Expecting the sword for the damage he made, For every bad gamble and game that he played. Yet Esau ran forward, embracing his brother, Weeping for time lost, forgiving each other. (Outro) No cynic was ever the wisest around, True strength is in grace when the lost kin is found. So stand in the storm, keep your aim pointed high, Wrestle with truth ’neath the wide desert sky. Aim up... Aim up through the dark.