The wandering tribe of Israel
In the wilderness
Wondering how they managed
To get into this mess
Three days since their food ran out
Moses stood and said
Get your baskets from your tents
And pick up all this bread
Falling seventy times seven
Look what blessings just came down
Falling out of heaven
The farmer stands out in the corn
All dried up from drought
Says oh Lord what can I do
The sun's gonna burn us out
You've been faithful to provide
And I believe you will
Just give me some kind
Of sacred sign
And I can pay my bills
Falling seventy times seven
One day I'll see drops of rain
Falling out of heaven
Me and all my family
Have more than we can eat
We've had so much rain
This month
That we can't cross the creek
Still I cry out to the Lord
Please hear this prayer I pray
Bring an end to war and strife
On this earth some day
Falling seventy times seven
We'll look up
And peace will reign
Falling out of heaven
