Abraham

	There’s a tale
	Told by soldiers
	Of two sons and their father
	As they sailed to old Palestine
	True were these brothers
	They sailed to bury their father
	They would fight for Jerusalem
	You will be meek when I am able
	You’ll be the salt upon the table
	When all is said and done could you
	Somehow be sons of Abraham
	I was told by a stranger
	Of a young blood thrown to the desert
	He united a people with his hands
	In the wane to the crescent
	He fed the lion to the pheasant
	He would stride to the spring of Zam Zam
	There’s a tale told by soldiers
	A young boy taken to slaughter
	He was saved by his father’s hand
	He was prized and protected
	And prince he was elected
	He was to save the wolves with a lamb
	There’s a tomb out by Jordan
	Where two sides stop to adore him
	As they fight for Jerusalem

	There' s a tale
	Told by soldiers
	Of two sons and their father
	As they sailed to old Palestine
	True were these brothers
	They sailed to bury their father
	They would fight for Jerusalem
	You will be meek when I am able
	You' ll be the salt upon the table
	When all is said and done could you
	Somehow be sons of Abraham
	I was told by a stranger
	Of a young blood thrown to the desert
	He united a people with his hands
	In the wane to the crescent
	He fed the lion to the pheasant
	He would stride to the spring of Zam Zam
	There' s a tale told by soldiers
	A young boy taken to slaughter
	He was saved by his father' s hand
	He was prized and protected
	And prince he was elected
	He was to save the wolves with a lamb
	There' s a tomb out by Jordan
	Where two sides stop to adore him
	As they fight for Jerusalem