may your good lord

when you hold your hands out

may your good lord show a sign

and when you seek forgiveness

may your good lord take the time

may your good lord talk to mine

when you light a candle

may your good lord see it glow

shining through the darkness

may your good lord make it grow

to case alight across the land from killing fields to desert sands

from distant shores to where i stand

will your good lord make it so?

and after all i think and do

i can't believe that this is true

if i cry out 'treason'

will your good lord make them pray?

all these men of reason

leading nowhere

lost their way

turning riches in to rags

turning rags into the street

turn the streets into a hell

may your good lord have his day

and after all is said and done

i can't believe our gods are one

turning riches into rags

turning rags into the street

turn the streets into a hell

may your good lord have his day

what would it take to take a hold?

a shepherd searching for a fold

the greatest story ever told

somebody's lying

if i believed in something

would your good lord make it true?

give me the sword of justice

show me the hate to put it through

cut down the bitter tears

the sleepless nights

the waking fears

the empty words

the silent ears

would your good lord love me too?