Bear It Away

Four little girls dressed up nice
Singing about Jesus, red and yellow, black and white
Dreaming of freedom across the land
And all God's children walking hand in hand

One deadly blast shattered the peace
Making for a dark Sunday morning on Sixteenth Street
Who can explain such ignorant hate
When the violent bear it away

Bear it away, bear it away
Merciful Jesus, lift up our sorrow
Upon your shoulder and bear it away

It hurts my heart to think of them
Four little girls and what they could have been
But we never know about these things
When the violent bear it away

Kate Campbell and Ira Campbell
© 1999 Large River Music (BMI)