Black day, stormy night
No love, no hope in sight
Don't cry, He is coming
Don't die without knowing the Cross


Ghettos 2 the left of us
Flowers 2 the right
There'll be bread 4 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, 4 He's coming
Don't die without knowing the Cross, y'all


Ghettos 2 the left of us
Flowers 2 the right
There'll be bread 4 all y'all
If we can just, just bear the Cross, yeah


We all have our own problems
Some are BIG, some are small
Soon all of our problems, y'all
Will be taken by the Cross, y'all


The Cross!


The Cross!