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The Plagued Years

from The Plagued Years by Travis Ehrenstrom

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It was the best of times for some,
The worst for all the rest.
In the little town of Bethlehem,
A star shone in the West.

A dream for the believers,
Of better life to come,
Even now, through all they've seen,
They'll celebrate his love.

Glory, in the plagued years,
Hallelujah, Hallejuah.

I wonder, back in history,
When death was all around,
Did they still sing those yuletide carols,
Hang angles in the air?
Did they wake up in the morning,
With love in their eyes?
Did they hold their faith a little closer,
If only for one night?

Was there glory in the plagued years?
Hallelujah, Hallejuah.

If there is a reason, I find it hard to see.
Blame it on the carpenter who built this crooked place.

It was the best of times for some,
The worst for all the rest.
In a little town in Oregon,
The people did their best.
Some stayed home for others,
Some just didn't care,
Others lie in hospital,
A season left unshared.

I guess I should be thankful,
I'm just weary of the times,
I'll keep a watch over my family,
I'll shine a brighter light.

I'll find glory in the plagued years.
Hallelujah, Hallejuah.

If there is a reason, I find it hard to see.
Blame it on the carpenter who built this crooked place.

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from The Plagued Years, track released December 10, 2022

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