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They said, "Don't look back"
But still she turned her head
No longer on the run but turned to salt
They had to just move on, nothing to help
Messy people, messy lives
No, these stories can't disguise
No one's perfect, no one's fine
But to call on the divine
Searching, praying
Some even complain
But working to serve Him
As He foreordained
They said, "She'll have a child"
But still she laughed and smiled
Thought she was too old, but here he lay
From him soon a nation would be raised
Messy people, messy lives
No, these stories can't disguise
No one's perfect, no one's fine
But to call on the divine
Searching, praying
Some even complain
But working to serve Him
As He foreordained
He said, "I want to eat"
His brother fell to greed
He snuck away with the first son's birth right
Yet God chose him to raise up the twelve tribes
Messy people, messy lives
No, these stories can't disguise
No one's perfect, no one's fine
But to call on the divine
Searching, praying
Some even complain
But working to serve Him
As He foreordained
All this heartbreak, feeling ashamed
Hoping for something real
Countless mistakes, pounding headaches
Hoping for some way to heal
Messy people, messy lives
No, these stories can't disguise
No one's perfect, no one's fine
But to call on the divine
Searching, praying
Some even complain
But still working to serve Him
As He foreordained