The
sun rises on the wicked and the righteous
It sits on the rich and the poor
The rain falls down on the fallow
And the hard, grounded waters The sea
and the stone
So clap your hands in praise
Bow your head and pray
Shake your fist and say Amen
The sickle swings through the tares,
through the wheat
The reaper sifts the harvest
The watchman waits through the night,
he waits The watchman waits for the morning
So clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray
Shake your fist and say Amen
Clap your
hands in praise Bow your head and pray
Shake your fist and say Amen
So clap your
hands in praise Bow your head and pray
Clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray
Shake your fist and say Amen Clap your hands in praise
Say Amen