Providence

You think the end of the world is coming?

The preacher man says it's the end of time

He says that America's rivers are going dry

The interest is up, the stock market's down

You guys gotta be careful walking around here this late at night

Spare change? Spare change?

This— no we don't, ma'am, I'm sorry

This— This— This is the perfect place to get jumped

But do you think the end of the world is coming?

No

So says the preacher man, but

I don't go by what he says

Indeed

Deliver us from the gathering storm

Unworthy though we are

Leave us living safe and warm

And sheltered in your arms

Fallen out of grace are we

Sinless never more to be

Deliver us from the gathering storm

Unworthy though we are

Deliver us from the shadows and fear

And brighten us our night

O lift us out of the valley of sin

And leave our path in light

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