when the mud is so thick
and the world is so cold
look to the Heaven
to that city of Gold,
your reward awaits you
for all those long nights
you prayed for a miracle
for wrongs to become rights,
for all those long seasons
when hope kept you from fear
and you walked in the grey-light
your angels were there near,
for God has been watching,
indeed, God has been true,
so keep your eyes on Heaven
until God sees you through.