| They were solid as a rock and stubborn as a stone
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| Honest to the core and ornery to the bone
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| And the Good Book says their lot in life
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| Was not a bed of roses for Jonah, Job and Moses
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| Now Jonah knew the darkness in a belly of a whale
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| And Job saw tribulation and Moses went through hell
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| There were tears and fears and heartaches
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| In big and bigger doses for Jonah, Job and Moses
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| And me, I’m just a struggling soul
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| Ten thousand years removed
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| I’ve been lost out in the desert
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| I’ve been swallowed and consumed
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| And I pray to God for patience
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| Make me more like those three
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| Help me survive my troubles
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| Let me join that band of brothers
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| Let it be Jonah, Job, Moses and me
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| I’ve battled with some demons, I’ve lost the ones I’ve loved
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| I shook my fist at Jesus and I could not rise above
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| It was in the anger of those hours
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| I came to feel the closest to Jonah, Job and Moses
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| 'Cause me, I’m just a struggling soul
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| Ten thousand years removed
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| I’ve been lost out in the desert
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| I’ve been swallowed and consumed
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| And I pray to God for patience
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| Make me more like those three
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| Help me survive my troubles
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| Let me join that band of brothers
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| Let it be Jonah, Job, Moses and me
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| Lord, let it be Jonah, Job, Moses and me
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| They were solid as a rock and stubborn as a stone |