I lift my eyes to you I lift my hands I pray, my Lord, I pray for better day 'cause they want to bring me on my knees they want to see my fear and tears I call, you Lord, I call send the rain down on my face I trust, you Lord, I trust give me the strength that I could last when they treat (missless?) than me when they insult me and shame me And I always take a refuge in you when I tremble with a sorrow, when I've found my face in dust and dirt And I always lift my voice to heaven always when I feel forsaken from the dawn to sunset I rely on you I should be thankful, Lord, for everything that you have done I would be happy, Lord, you have done shining sun You will wash my skin and face You will give me better days