Finders

I'll shed a feather for the lord

And I'll blow the trumpet on the shore

Just like the birds do in the morn

I'll be a savior and

I'll be your ??

You'll be a diamond in the sand

And all of the finders will clap their hands

Glory abounds us we found dry land

And all of us finders will clap our hands

And all of us finders will clap our hands

And all of us finders will clap our hands