I Hear Them All

I hear the crying of the hungry

In the deserts where they're wandering

Hear them crying out for Heaven's own

Benevolence upon them

Hear destructive power prevailin'

I hear fools falsely hailin'

To the crooked wits of tyrants

When they call

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear the sounds of tearing pages

And the roar of burnin' paper

All the crimes and acquisitions

Turned to air and ash, and vapor

And the rattle of the shackle

Far beyond emancipator

And the lowliest

Who gather in their stalls

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

So while you sit and whistle, 'Dixie'

With your money and your power

I can hear the flowers growin'

In the rubble of the towers

I hear leaders quit their lyin'

I hear babies quit their cryin'

I hear soldiers quit their dyin'

One and all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear the tender words from Zion

I hear Noah's water fall

Hear the gentle Lamb of Judas

Sleeping at the feet of Buddha

And the Prophets from Elijah

To the old Paiute Wovoka

Take their places at the table

When they're called

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all

I hear them all