Hymn

And when you showed me Brooklyn Bridge In the morning Ah God And the people slipping on ice in the street Twice Twice Two different people Came over, goin to work So earnest and tryful Clutching their pitiful Morning Daily News Slip on the ice and fall Both inside five minutes And I cried I cried That's when you taught me tears, Ah God in the morning Ah hee And me leaning on the lamppost wiping Eyes Eyes Nobody's know I'd cried Or woulda cared anyway But O I saw my father And my grandfather's mother And the long lines of chairs And tear-sitters and dead Ah me, I knew God You Had better plans that that So whatever plan you have for me Splitter of majesty Make in short Brief Make it snappy Bring me home to the Eternal Mother Today At your service anyway (and until)