All right, the same Andrew Peterson album I just mentioned has one of my other favourite “Christmas” songs too.  Oddly enough, it isn’t actually sung by Andrew either.  (Sorry Andrew, don’t read too much into that.)

This one’s sung by Derek Webb, and it’s been on me since I posted back HERE apparently.  The video below is a “raw-er” version than the polished CD track, but it’ll get you the basics.

Deliver Us

Our enemy, our captor is no Pharaoh on the Nile.
Our toil is neither mud nor brick nor sand.
Our ankles bear no callouses from chains,
Yet Lord, we’re bound.
Imprisoned here, we dwell in our own land.

Deliver us, deliver us.
Oh Yahweh, hear our cry,
And gather us beneath Your wings tonight.

Our sins,they are more numerous than all the lambs we slay.
These shackles, they were made with our own hands.
Our toil is our atonement and our freedom Yours to give.
So Yahweh, break Your silence if You can.

‘Jerusalem, Jerusalem
How often I have longed
To gather you beneath My gentle wings.’