She can hear the thunder coming
She can feel it in her bones
The beating rain so loud its numbing
While water soaks through shoes and clothes

Another log upon the fire
She stirs the pot a little more
And prays to God that he'll stay by her
As she lays her bed out on the floor

Oh mercy Lord
Is my faith insured?

Oh help me please
These yellow gloves are breaking at the seams
Oh a little help for me please
My name is Grace and I'm down on my knees
Begging please

A safe place, clean water
A school bus for my daughter
A flushing cistern, hot shower
More freedom, more power

Oh merciful Lord
Is my faith ignored?

Oh help me please
These tired shoes are breaking at the seams
Oh a little help for me please
My name is Grace and I'm down on my knees
Oh help me please, ooooh
My name is Grace and I'm down on my knees

Begging please