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