[male
vocals] (
Gentle
guitar
picking,
building
steady
percussion)
Oh,
hear
our
cry,
the
wind
carries
our
heavy
hearts.
We
are
walking
in
the
shadow
of
the
desert
heat.
God,
look
down
upon
us,
for
the
night
is
long.
We
are
like
the
people
in
the
days
of
old,
trapped
by
the
Pharaoh
in
Egypt’
s
land.
Living
in
fear,
watching
our
brothers
fall,
searching
for
a
helping
hand.
Where
is
the
justice
we
were
promised
in
the
light
of
day?
Human
rights
have
vanished
like
the
mist
that
blows
away.
There
is
hunger
in
the
belly,
there
is
poverty
at
the
door.
And
the
ones
who
lead
us,
they
only
reach
for
more
and
more.
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
Look
at
the
halls
of
power,
see
how
the
laws
have
turned
to
chains.
They
only
bind
the
opposition,
bringing
nothing
but
the
rains.
Our
brothers
are
in
exile,
hiding
in
a
distant
land.
Others
are
behind
the
bars,
held
by
an
iron
hand.
No
trial
for
the
innocent,
injustice
is
the
law
of
the
day.
While
the
constitution
burns,
they
just
turn
their
heads
away.
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
The
chief
justice
has
a
price,
the
robes
are
stained
with
greed.
Soldiers
and
the
policemen,
they
do
not
see
the
common
need.
Even
the
churches
are
silent,
the
pastors
selling
out
the
light.
While
the
minerals
of
our
soil
vanish
in
the
middle
of
the
night.
The
elections
are
just
shadows,
the
votes
are
cast
in
stolen
bins.
How
long,
oh
Lord,
must
we
pay
for
all
these
worldly
sins?
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
Oh,
let
the
spirit
rise,
let
the
truth
be
heard
again.
When
the
wicked
rule
the
earth,
the
people
perish
in
their
pain.
God
forgive
us,
wash
our
nation
in
your
grace.
Bring
us
out
from
the
darkness
to
a
better,
brighter
place.
We
are
waiting
for
the
dawn,
we
are
waiting
for
the
rain.
Healing
for
our
motherland,
washing
away
the
stain.
God
forgive
us,
bring
the
freedom
back.
Oh,
let
the
dawn
break,
let
the
dawn
break. (
Guitar
solo
fading
out
with
steady
rhythm)