Lyrics Our Worker - Moddi
Our
labourer
who
art
beneath
the
dark
sky
Thine
is
the
toil,
the
peril
and
despair
You
who
can
tame
the
forces
of
the
river
You
who
can
shape
tomorrow
with
your
hands
Our
labourer
who
art
among
your
brothers
Thine
is
the
day,
the
power
and
the
soil
Glory
be
sown,
and
harrowed
be
the
acres
Reach
out
your
hand
to
see
a
new
day
grow
Lead
us
not
to
misery,
deliver
us
from
domination
Kingdom
of
fairness
and
justice
for
all,
kingdom
come
Blow
like
the
wind
through
the
blossoming
quebradas
Scour
like
the
fire
from
the
mouth
of
my
gun
Finally,
your
will
be
done
in
factories
and
farmyards
Give
us
this
day
the
strength
and
the
courage
to
fight
And
blow
like
the
wind
through
the
blossoming
quebradas
Scour
like
the
fire
from
the
mouth
of
my
gun
Our
labourer
of
quarries,
quays
and
chimneys
Reach
out
your
hand
and
see
a
new
day
grow
We'll
go
together,
this
is
the
blood
that
binds
us
For
ever
and
ever
till
death
do
us
apart
Amen!
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