They drove...
They drove him out of his house
And robbed all his money and wealth
Then they burned his house
His church and all his possessions
And they come today to say to him
Come and reconcile and live
With who attacked you
And stole your possessions
Burn and clean your house and your church
Oh, for their misery and evil
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