Lyrics

Will the hungry know their worth In the dust of famine's dirt? Will the orphans' cry be heard By someone? When the spirit and bride say "come Down the aisle from your throne" Will you be pleased by what's been done By someone? You're the hungry but Your body's the bread You're the thirsty but Your blood is wine to men You're the least of these but then, You're the Great I Am If the hungry were loved instead By the one's that were overfed Could the orphan make his bed Next to someone? Justice roll down // Justice roll down // Justice roll down Like a river