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(Amy Grant) I am a small and lonely grape Clutching to the vine Waiting for the day when I'll become my Savior's wine Oh wouldn't French cusisine just yearn it I've eternity to ferment But knowing me I'd end up rippled In a cellar of chablis Are you a small and lonely grape Clutching to the vine Waiting for the day when you'll Become your Savior's wine Don't give up hope ye heavy laden You don't want to be a raisin 'Cause there's a grape, grape joy in Jesus In the vineyard of the Lord From Letras Mania