First We Know His Freedom
Parody of "First We Take Manhattan" by Joe Cocker
Parody Lyrics by Phil Arwood
God heard their cries and reached out with His hand
He sent plagues and grief unto their captors
First you get your freedom, then the Promised Land
They wandered forty years through the desert
All part of God's amazing plan
He provided food and shelter for His children
First you get your freedom, then the Promised Land
That same God is still here among us
With unchanging love He holds out His hand
He sent His Son to die for our transgressions
Open up your heart, then you'll understand
On a hill there was a cross where Jesus suffered
See the empty tomb, and His nail pierced hands
He's still calling out because He wants to save us
First we know His freedom, then the Promised Land
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