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Now balaam He had a donkey Who was gentle and true and kind
And the donkey saw An angel with a sword
So He slipped old balaam past Him And when He done it three times
Balaam got so mad He beat the donkey And so the Lord
Well He gave the donkey language And the donkey plainly brayed
There's an angel about To strike you from the path
Then old balaam's eyes were opened And He realized He'd been saved
By His donkey from the angel of God's wrath
And a princess pulled A baby out of the water
He was hidden in the rushes Sleeping in a basket Made of reeds and you
Never know who is gonna use A princess or a baby
Or maybe even you are me
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- Rich Mullins
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