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