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Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight Sing you little bird who sits upon the tree, Sing the song of Jur. Burdened his people were, but who now are free, Sing the song of Jur. On azure wings from heaven came his loving decree, Sing the song of Jur. Sing the song of Jur, you little bird, sing of all the things you've heard, sing of the glory of our God you little bird, sing of all the things you've heard. Delivered from the land of darkness into the light, Sing the song of Jur. He heard their mournful outcries and turned towards their plight, Sing the song of Jur. Once from pain and sorrow, he's now given them much delight, Sing the song of Jur. Sing the song of Jur you little bird, sing of all the things you've heard, sing of the glory of our God you little bird, sing of all the things you've heard.
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