called the blood of the exploited working class.
But, they've overcome their shyness--
now they're calling me "Your Highness,"
and a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God."
called the blood of the exploited working class.
But, they've overcome their shyness--
now they're calling me "Your Highness,"
and a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God."
May I know that my peace and the world’s peace are intertwined, resulting from work for justice.
May I know that my peace and the world’s peace are intertwined, resulting from work for justice.