I Hear Them All

I hear the crying of the hungry

In the deserts where they're wandering

Hear them crying out for Heaven's own

Benevolence upon themHear destructive power prevailin'

I hear fools falsely hailin'

To the crooked wits of tyrants

When they callI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them allI hear the sounds of tearing pages

And the roar of burnin' paper

All the crimes and acquisitions

Turned to air and ash, and vaporAnd the rattle of the shackle

Far beyond emancipator

And the lowliest

Who gather in their stallsI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them allSo while you sit and whistle, 'Dixie'

With your money and your power

I can hear the flowers growin'

In the rubble of the towersI hear leaders quit their lyin'

I hear babies quit their cryin'

I hear soldiers quit their dyin'

One and allI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them allI hear the tender words from Zion

I hear Noah's water fall

Hear the gentle Lamb of Judah

Sleeping at the feet of BuddhaAnd the Prophets from Elijah

To the old Paiute Wovoka

Take their places at the table

When they're calledI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them allI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them allI hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all