Holding on to my religion
I take no comfort in rebellion
In a poverty stricken chariot
A painted road to Christ
For blessed are the poor
An entry to heaven’s door
Where the rich are banned
And the beggars adorned
Holding on to my religion
I take no comfort in rebellion
In a poverty stricken chariot
A painted road to Christ
For blessed are the poor
An entry to heaven’s door
Where the rich are banned
And the beggars adorned