I look up to the people
I look up to the people
I look up to the people who are poor
Who give while having nothing in store
Though the rich have plenty, they have more
I look up to the people who are poor
I look up to the people who grieve
Who can't laugh at a single thing
Except in gratitude for the air they breathe
I look up to the people who grieve
I look up to the people who are singled out
For the sake of Christ and at them the evil shout
Who wince at the sound of whips about
I look up to the people who are singled out
I look up to the people who make peace
Who argue not a single thing
Who give without gain expecting
I look up to the people who make peace
Yes these are the people who impress me
