We spend our days as a tale that is told
And we grow old quickly as the wind blows cold
Shiloh
And the waters ebb and the waters flow
But here shall your proud waves be stayed
Shiloh
And the sun will rise and the sun will set
But here is the story that I love best
Shiloh
And the wind it did howl and the waves they did roar
And he calmed them all
And the multutudes came and they cried in their pain
And he healed them all
And the birds and the bees and the watermelon trees
The beast in his lair and the fish in the sea
Shiloh
And the moon and the tides and the stars in the sky
The spark of the fire and the seed that is sown
Shiloh
But they nailed him fast and they hung him high
They spat on him and then denied
Shiloh
But with piteous eye he looked on them
And said father forgive they don't know why
All will come to be revived
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