The hours are pa**ing slowly
Like the clouds in the late summer sky
The days, they keep on dragging on and on
With no comfort and no reason why
And you feel the time as it pa**es
Just like Lazarus when he's waiting at the gate
For a little kindness
That some stranger might demonstrate
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Like a leper at the pool of healing
When he's waiting for his turn to bathe
Like a blind man, a lame man, a sick man
Waiting for a miracle to take shape
And in this life of suffering
Situations are out of our control
It's just when you think that you're beaten down
It takes faith just to make you whole
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Last night I thought I heard a voice
Asking me do you want to be well?
"How can I with so much pain?"
I said out loud and surprised myself
And then I had an answer
To the grief that I had endured
It was sitting right there beside me
All the while was the means to be cured
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk
Take your mat up
Take your mat
Take your mat and walk