Lyrics:
As pilgrims here, we sometimes journeyTo who knows what; to who knows what?Come and sing this simple storyThat god forgot; that life forgotBut don't you know god is disabled?Is disabled, he is disabledClouds may gather all around youBut he is disabled, is disabledHe's no friend to the friendlessAnd he's the mother of griefThere's only sorrow for tomorrowSurely, life is too briefSurely, love is too briefBut don't you know god is disabled?Is disabled, he is disabledClouds may gather all around youBut he is disabled, is disabled