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!