father kneels and starts to pray (whoa) For 
The son that he can't save (Oh no) He would 
Do anything to take his place But you know 
Sometimes it's hard to understand mysterious 
Ways (whoa) So the chariot took him home 
Now [bad word] through the streets of gold 
He is swimming on the crystal seas Can't you 
See? He will wait there for you and me 
Mother kneels and starts to weep (whoa) For 
The children she won't see (oh no) And she 
Worked every single day of the week to care for 
Her young But on that hospital bed she waits 
To die alone So the chariot takes her home 
She is [bad word] in the arms of love And she 
Is seeing all the beautiful things she dreamed 
Of And she is waiting to greet all of us Don't 
Wait too long Today could go wrong Don't 
Wait too long to know Will the chariot take 
You home? Are [bad word] down the streets 
Of gold? Are we singing by the crystal seas 
You and me? The gift of love has set you free