Amanda Strydom A Child In A Faraway Land
I am a child in a faraway land
Sometimes I’m scared, won’t you please take my hand
There’s rumors of peace and there’s rumors of war
But I’ll keep on knocking till you open the door
Give us your cool waters
Your tidings of joy
Your cool waters
Your tidings of joy
Let everything beautiful
And everything right
Pour down from your heaven
On our land tonight
