From the recording Cradle of Light
The tune is the traditional "The Unfortunate Rake" which I remember my father singing as "The Streets of Laredo".
Lyrics
Someday shall the landed abandon their mansions
Escape from the lion to meet with a bear
With wailing arising from vineyard and pasture
And weeping in anguish above the town square
Let justice open her floodgates
Let mercy rush like a stream
Let captains leave off exploitation
For now shall the land be redeemed
Your God is not blind to tight-fisted offenses
Corruption and bribery, ill-gotten gain
Afflicting at will the already hard-pressed ones
By taxing their very last straw-bale and grain
Let justice open her floodgates
Let mercy rush like a stream
Aggressors desist their oppression
For now shall the land be redeemed
The day of the Lord will bring ruin and darkness
To systems of mischief, malfeasance, and crime
So seek only service with generous hearts and
The truth shall prevail in the fullness of time
Let justice open her floodgates
Let mercy rush like a stream
Let sinners pursue only goodness
For now shall the land be redeemed, redeemed
Enough of your offerings! Have done with your music!
Away with your worship! It’s worthless and muted
By perjuries pounding, pounding, pounding
Pounding on poverty’s door
Creator who clusters the star constellations
Who dashes the fortress to clumps of cold clay
Who pours out the waters of rivers and oceans
Shall banish the midnight and call forth the day
Let justice open her floodgates
Let mercy rush like a stream
Let warlords lay down their weapons
For now shall the land be redeemed