The sun rises on the wicked and the righteous It sets on the rich and the poor The rain falls down On the fallow and the hard ground It waters the sea and the storm So clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray Shake your fist and say amen The sickle swings through the tears, through the wheat The reaper sifts the harvest The watchman waits Through the night he waits The watchman waits for the morning So clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray Shake your fist and say amen Yeah, clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray Shake your fist and say amen Amen Amen Amen Amen So clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray Shake your fist and say amen Clap your hands in praise Bow your head and pray Shake your fist and say amen The watchman waits Through the night he waits The watchman waits for the morning