I don?t know how my mother walked her trouble down I don?t know how my father stood his ground I don?t know how my people survive slavery I do remember, that?s why I believe I don?t know how the rivers overflow their banks I don?t know how the snow falls and covers the ground I don?t know how the hurricane sweeps through the land Every now and then Standing in a rainstorm, I believe I don?t know how the angels woke me up this morning soon I don?t know how the blood still runs thru my veins I don?t know how I rate to run another day Standing in a rainstorm I believe My God calls to me in the morning dew The power of the universe knows my name Gave me a song to sing and sent me on my way I raise my voice for justice I believe