God Of My Fathers Lyrics - Counting Stars - Andrew Peterson

God of my father's 

Huddled in the harbor 

Every man an ocean from his home 

Their captors could not keep them 

When they heard the drums of freedom 

The dream of a kingdom 

In a land they've never known 

God of my father's 

Strangers in this country 

Pilgrims on these dusty roads 

Across the great plains 

In the bellies of the steel trains 

To stake a new claim 

In that wilderness of hope 

And like my father's 

I am looking for a home 

I'm looking for a home 

Beyond the sea 

So be my God and guide me 

Till I lie beneath these hills 

And let the great God of my father's 

Be the great God of my children still 

God of my grandfathers 

Gone these many years now 

Well, I guess they're shining like the sun 

And I envision them 

Grinning at the finish 

And they smile, and they smile 

'Cause they love to see me run, whoa 

And like my father's 

I am looking for a home 

I'm looking for a home 

Beyond the sea 

So be my God and guide me 

Till I lie beneath these hills 

And let the great God of my father's 

Be the great God of my children still, yeah, oh 

So, now we're counting stars 

And counting sand 

Little feet and little hands 

We're counting joys 

We pray, You'll know them 

As You knew us when You wove us 

As You hold us hold them 

Please hold them 

Like their father 

They are looking for a home 

Looking for a home 

Beyond the sea 

So be their God and guide them 

Till they lie beneath these hills 

And let the great God of their father 

Be the great God of their children 

Let the great God of my father's 

Be the great God of my children still 

Oh, whoa 

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