There’s a lot of things around that makes me angry

There’s a lot of things around that make me cry

When I see the hollow faces of starvation

I always seem to ask the question why

That our Lord our God he is the answer

Nothing here escapes his perfect eye

We must give; we must give if we are able

And we will see there will be a brighter day

Sickness, sickness everywhere I look

And I ask myself what can I do

Man sits in a cesspool that’s the world

There’s only one thing I know is true

That our Lord our God he is the answer

Nothing here escapes his perfect eye

We must give; we must give if we are able

And we will see there will be a brighter day

It was dark when I woke this morning

My eyes could not see a thing

I fell to my knees and asked forgiveness

Quite soon I heard my heart sing

That our Lord our God he is the answer

Nothing here escapes his perfect eye

We must give; we must give if we are able

And we will see there will be a brighter day