Correction Paroles The Least Of These par Matt Maher

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I'm a stranger in a foreign land
Passing through, when will I be home again?
You remind me, nothing here is permanent
But Your word and Your faithfulness

I was hungry, I was thirsty
I was weary, You let me in

When love became a refugee, He became my refuge
When love became a prisoner, He set me free
The widow and the orphan became the bride and children
When He stole my heart between two thieves
That's when love became the
Least of these

I'm a beggar on the pilgrim's road
Chasing echoes of a voice I hear among the poor
I'm a stranger in a foreign land
Oh the memories of the love that calls the broken things to mend

I was hungry, I was thirsty
I was weary, You let me in
Where You're hungry, where You're thirsty
Wherever You're weary, I will let You in

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