LORD, save me from Pharaoh,
his whips are coming down,
on me like rain from the sky,
beating me closely to death,
only to let me live just to suffer,
the next day under the dark sky,
I have fallen to the sands,
and the hot sum beats,
on my forehead, as sweat
pours down my cheeks,
LORD, save me at night or day,
show me the light of your way,
let me lean on your rock,
in the hells of the dessert,
fill my heart with your sprite,
and wash my sins away,
let me carry my cross
to the kingdom of Rome,
to die in your name,
and be born again,
washed in the blood
of the lamb of Judah