Crops Songtext
von Elise Bourn

Quiver not, worry not, dear
Trees may break, stones may fall
Redemption is yours
Let now not love grow cold
Sing songs of old
Look now not to these hurts
Remember His words
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Answer not to the noise, hear me
Judge now not the offender
This burden isn′t yours
Kingdoms fall, seasons change


But covenants stand
Quiver not, worry not
Relief is at hand
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Run young woman, run
Run, young woman, run
Out to the crops
Run out
Run out, run out