Am I the best or the worst or the worst of the best? She sang
Ice cream smile wide as a mile back then
Say a nice prayer, be a good girl, finger on my lips
When she returned her lipstick had learned how not to kiss
I can't fix her, can only love her
Can't keep her pocket full
I can't keep her face in smiles
Someone's stolen what was beautiful
I can't sing her home to me in rhymes
But I will bless the Lord at all times

Bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times

Every night we hope and pray for a new day to rise
Every morning when the Sun shows up it's still a surprise
Any child is every child in any mother's eyes
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times
A child without armour had no hatred to harbour, only loveliness
The driver of the ambulance unpacks his shirt pressed and neat
To honour the hurt and the hungry he will later greet
There's not so much road left here and no road signs
Drones hover without any consciousness over war crimes
I will bless the Lord at all times?

The tide is rising, all ships are sinking
New poets must despise all old ways of thinking
Whoever made language must've been drinking
Twenty-six characters own all the ink and printing
I got so many words in my head but I can't find the lines
I will bless the Lord at all times

Changes, these changes
Will rain on this parade
Changes, these changes
I am not afraid

No one there to write it down
But when the prophet came around
Said: I've a stranger with me
In the fight none can compare
But food and shelter we share
Beloved community
Every night we hope and pray for a new day to rise
Every morning when the Sun shows up, it's still a surprise
Any child is every child in any mother's eyes
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times

Changes, these changes
Will rain on this parade
Changes, these changes
I am not afraid
The pages that enrage us
She tears them from the book
Save us, save us sings the girl of Guadalupe