Stephen Schwartz Save The People
When wilt thou save the people? Oh God of mercy when? The people, Lord, the people Not thrones and crowns, But men Flowers of thy heart O God are they Let them not pass like weeds away Their heritage, a sunless day O God save the people Shall crime bring crime forever Strength aiding still as strong? Is it thy will, O Father That men shall toil For wrong? Oh, no, say thy mountains No, say thy skies Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise And songs be heard, instead of sighs God save the people! When wilt thou save the people? Oh God of mercy when? The people, Lord! The people! Not thrones and crowns, But men! God save the people For thine they are Thy children as thy angels fair God save the people From despair God save the people! Oh God save the people! God save the people! Oh God save the people! When wilt thou save the people!? Oh God of mercy when!? The people, Lord! The people!! Not thrones and crowns, But Men! God save the people! Oh God save the people! God save the people! God save the people!
