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)