The leveller

He comes as a darkened knight Upon the raging storm And as an angel of love he reaps the harvest corn He comes as a leveller to make one and all the same His song on the western wind to deliver us from pain Take his hand For only he?ll lead you on to the promised hand He is the only true friend of the poor Can you not see that only he can ever set you free He is the only true friend of the poor And all the kings and the queens and the generals Dread the gaze of his eyes But to the sick and the cold and the starving He?s a blessing in disguise For his sweet kiss brings release And they shall suffer no more So they don?t fear when he comes A-knock-knock-knocking on the door