
Words:
Eyes are on you,
Prayer in the hearts of your children,
Our father, our king, prevented a plague among your people,
Eyes are on you,
Your children are crying out,
Our father, our king, sent healing to your people.
Alone with Connie, whispering my pain,
Alas, for I have been exiled from my father's table,
May my Lord grant my prayers and my incantations,
Alone in my home, my heart cries out,
Alas, for I have been exiled from my father's table,
He who said enough to his world, will say enough to our troubles.
Please, O Lord, full of mercy, look down on your people from on high,
Our eyes will behold your merciful return.