Enslaved by necessity these paper chains
are so hard to break;
sacrificing a life to work,
worshipping money seven days a week,
what is given is taken back by
never ending bills,
yet praying for deliverance from my debts,
seeking your comforts and benefits,
your promises may be hollow but I work
towards a better tomorrow.
When will it come?
Thy will be done on earth to create
a man made heaven,
so give me today my daily bread,
forgive me when I trespass against you.
For mine will be
the power and the glory
(But not) forever and ever.
Amen