Red dust, wind blown,
prefect little storm
Sky high, twister, blowing
round and round
Son of a tornado, baby hurricane,
Where’s your eye? Is it quiet in there?
Saw your halo; a perfect circle up in the clear blue sky
The Israelites witnessed
your power Lord
Saw your pillar of fire in the desert night
They saw your power in the parting of the Red Sea
Yet within those 40 years they were already
Doubtful of your strength!
Doubtful of your strength!
They had forgotten
everything!
Such short memories men have
Lord forgive us; every minute, every hour!
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