Rosaries at the Border

Be thou my vision, be my vision
Be thou my wisdom, be my wisdom
Lord, something’s missing, something we are missing
They come running
Hideous horror down at the border
Mama and baby, Mama, she is weeping
But we are a God-fearing, God-fearing country
So they come running
They told her life was better on the other side
You’ll give your babies a better chance
Than you had in your whole life
For the fate of her family, and as she prayed to Jesus Christ
She came running
She came running
She came running
Oh to wash her feet with my perfumed hair
To touch the hem of what they’re making her wear
And say forgive my nation, though they know what they do
I swear somewhere down the line, we served the same God as you
And we came running too
And we came running too
And we came running too
We came running too
Be thou our vision, be our vision
Be thou our wisdom, be our wisdom