Cross

                                  Black day, stormy night

No love, no hope in sight

Don't cry, he is coming

Don't die without knowing the cross

Ghettos to the left of us

Flowers to the right

There'll be bread for all of us

If we can just bear the cross



Sweet song of salvation

A pregnant mother sings

She lives in starvation

Her children need all that she brings



We all have our problems

Some big, some are small

Soon all of our problems

Will be taken by the cross



Black day, stormy night

No love, no hope in sight

Don't cry for he is coming

Don't die without knowing the cross



Ghettos to the left of us

Flowers to the right

There'll be bread for all, y'all

If we can just, just bear the cross, yeah



We all have our problems

Some are big, some are small

Soon all of our problems, y'all

Will be taken by the cross



The cross



The cross