Intone My Servant

In the evenin' when you're all alone

And you're layin' on your couch at home

Maybe it's-a one of those days when everything is wrong

'Cause you feel like all your friends are gone, you're friends are goneIntone my servant, the verses of your Lord

Intone my servant, the verses of your Lord

Let me hear you sing, let your voices ring

Throughout cities of men's heartsIn the twilight when your mind is old

And there's no one left for you to hold

Maybe's it's-a one of those days when the North wind's cold

And the dark clouds have covered up the gold, the sunshine is goneIntone my servant, the verses of your Lord

Intone my servant, the verses of your Lord

Let me hear you sing, let your voices ring

Throughout cities of men's hearts