With all your pomp and all your glory
Still, there's really no surprise
When it comes down to the end
Only the meek survive
You say that God is a God of goodness
He only helps those who help themselves
Ah, but you see, I found God and he helps the helpless
And leave all the rest to help themselves
Yes, you say you grit your teeth
And you grind out goodness ton by ton
But you find your good in the fire
The meek and the poor will find the Son
You told me God was patriotic
You say he's best friends with uncle Sam
But I know that road, it leads to heartache
Sam's lost the faith that caused him to stand
Ah, you say, you'll pull yourself
Up by your bootstraps, that's just fine
But when it comes right down to the end
Only the meek survive
Yeah, when it comes right down to the end
Only the meek survive