Oh my Anacostia Do not sigh, do not weep Beneath the overpa** Your Savior's waiting patiently Walking on the water Flowing with the poisons From the naval yards He's talking to the fallen reeds Saying "What will become of us?" What will become of us? Oh... Wade in the water God's gonna trouble the water A small red sun makes way for night Trails away like a tail light Is that Jesus on the water Talking to the fallen trees? Saying "What will become of us?" What will become of us? Oh... Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water What will become if God's gonna trouble waters? What will become if God's gonna trouble waters? What will become if God's gonna trouble waters? Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water Wade in the water God's gonna trouble the water