Bethany Dillon - You Are On Our Side Lyrics
The Orphan Clings To Your HandSinging The Song Of How He Was FoundThe Widow RejoicesFor Her Oppressors Are Silenced NowYou Sit At The Table With The Wounded And The PoorYou Laugh And Share Stories With The Thief And The WhoreWhen You Could Just Be Silent And Leave Us Here To DieStill, You Sent Your Son For UsYou Are On Our SideThe Runaway Falls At Your FeetYou Are What He Has Searched ForThe Rich Man Is BrokenWhen He Stands Beneath A Sky Full Of StarsYou Sit At The Table With The Wounded And The PoorYou Laugh And Share Stories With The Thief And The WhoreWhen You Could Just Be Silent And Leave Us Here To DieStill, You Sent Your Son For UsYou Are On Our SideYou Sit At The Table With The Wounded And The PoorYou Laugh And Share Stories With The Thief And The WhoreWhen You Could Just Be Silent And Leave Us Here To DieStill, You Sent Your Son For UsYou Are On Our SideStill, You Sent Your Son For UsYou Are On Our Side