Lyrics

I was thinking of my troubles As people sometimes will Everyone who had done my wrong And those who would wrong me still And in a fit of desperation I found myself on my knees Wishing pain and suffering On all my enemies I prayed for loss of limb And lingering disease Of blight and devastation And assorted miseries But as I made my wishes And as I cast my spells I stopped myself and said a prayer And said these words to myself There will come a day There will come a day When all of the evil Will be washed away The patient will be rewarded And their tormentors will pay There will come a day, lord There will come a day