I know the pain of a scandal
I was despised by My own
I know a wanderers life of oppression
I know society’s constant rejection

I see the slave cell dweller
I hear the wail of the widow
Justice has left them alone and aside
Cast from the rhythms of a normal life

Holy Holy
I am a’coming
I am a’running
Find Me find Me
Deep in the darkness
Won’t leave My beloved

I know the rot of injustice
I know the real truth of history
I know the millions who died before breath
I know the names of the slaves on the ships

Outside the camp
Up on the cross
Making a way
For all that's lost
In paradise with thief and the trodden
Beautiful mansions for orphans and daughters