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!