Abraham heard the voice he knew he must obey
"Give your son, your only son to me"
Impossible to understand the wisdom of the Father's plan
Still he took his preccious promised son
And walk obed'iently
On the morning of the third day
A heavy heart was filled with faith
As Abraham beheld something that eyes alone could never see
On Mt. Moriah, Mt. Moriah
God is calling, I am climbing on Mt. Moriah, Mt. Moriah
With the wood the fire the knife to offer a sacrifice
The alter of stone became Jehova's throne
To the ones who give their lives on Mt. Moriah
And bless the day they died on Mt. Moriah
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Jehova will provide on Mt. Moriah
Jesus in the garden bleeding as He prayed
"Father take this cup from me if there's any other way"
With creation in the balance
The angels held their breath
'Til they heard the faithful word
Never the less
to the children of the promise the call is still the same
To climb the hill of death to self to glorify God's Name
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