Is nothing good? Can we be free
From bad and blood and misery?
It's plain to see that pain is free
Misunderstood stands liberty
Even so, come
Even so, come
Even so, come, Lord, quickly come
As days decay and waste to years
We weep with universal tears
And Jesus hears, He knows our fears
And onward march our helpless peers
Even so, come
Even so, come
Even so, come, Lord, quickly come
Will nothing stand as we grow old?
Will nothing warm disperse the cold?
Will life be sold for dirt and gold?
Can human man maintain its hold?
Oh-oh-oh, Even so, come
Even so, come
Even so, come, Lord, quickly come