Getaway

We’re under Herod’s hand — the Romans rape and pillage our land
The land that God gave to us
But we’re going to make a getaway
When the Savior comes to take away our pain
King David prophesied there’ll come a Son with God on his side to conquer our
enemies
I wish he’d come right now — turn Caesar’s sword into a plow
Come, Savior, hear our plea
But we’re going to make a getaway
When the Savior comes to take away our pain
Yes, we’re waiting for a better day
When the glory’s restored to Israel again