When I close my eyes, so I would not see, My Lord did trouble me. When I let things stand that should not be, My Lord did trouble me.
Did trouble me, With a word or a sign, With a ring of a bell in the back of my mind. Did trouble me, Did stir my soul, For to make me human, to make me whole.
When I slept too long and I slept too deep, Put a worrisome vision into my sleep. When I held myself away and apart, And the tears of my brother didn't move my heart.
Did trouble me, With a word and a sign, With a ringing of a bell in the back of my mind. Did trouble me, Did stir my soul For to make me human, to make me whole.
And of this I'm sure, of this I know: My Lord will trouble me. Whatever I do, wherever I go, My Lord will trouble me.
In the whisper of the wind, in the rhythm of a song My Lord will trouble me. To keep me on the path where I belong, My Lord will trouble me.
Will trouble me, With a word or a sign, With the ringing of a bell in the back of my mind. Will trouble me, Will stir my soul, For to make me human, to make me whole.