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Lyrics:
I am at Your feet
I’m on bended knee
You’re my Father
I’ve become Your child
I receive Your worth
By my right of birth
For Jesus, my brother, has broken
The curses of all generations
By His blood, I can enter in
To the blessing of Abraham
So place Your right hand upon my head
And speak the ancient words
Speak the ancient words
Make our future, Lord
Ever fruitful, Lord
And our sorrows
May we soon forget
Make Your countenance
Now shine down on us
For Jesus, our brother, was wounded
For every curse that’s been spoken
By His blood, we can enter in
To the blessing of Abraham
So place Your right hand upon our heads
And speak the ancient words over us, Lord
Speak the ancient words
So cover us with ancient words
Words that bless and break the curses of our fathers
So cover us with ancient words
Heal the wounds that have
Lasted generations
Speak ancient words, over us
Ancient words, over us
Ancient words, over us
© 2007 Travelin’ Zoo Music (ASCAP) (admin. by EMI CMG Publishing)
Behind the Song:
"This song is inspired by the book, “The Forgotten Blessing: Ancient Words That Heal Generational Wounds.” The author painted a
beautiful picture of how we are to bless our children. I’ve learned to bless as the Jewish patriarchs did, with my right hand on my
children’s head, speaking the ancient blessings. As I bless others, God fulfills His promise to Abraham, “in blessing, I will bless you.” - John Waller
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