Precious angel under the sun,

How was I to know you'd be the one

To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone?

How weak was the foundation I was standing upon?

Now there's spiritual warfare, flesh and blood breaking down,

You either got faith or you got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.

The enemy is subtle: how be it we're deceived

When the truth's in our hearts and we still don't believe?

Shine your light, shine your light on me,

You know, I just couldn't make it by myself, I'm a little too blind to see.

My so-called friends have fallen under a spell,

They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "Well, all is well."

Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high

When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?

Sister, let me tell you about a vision that I saw:

You were drawing water for your husband, you were suffering under the law,

You were telling him about Buddha, you were telling him 'bout Muhammad in one breath,

You never mentioned one time the man who came and died a criminal's death.

Shine your light, shine your light on me,

You know, I just couldn't make it by myself, I'm a little too blind to see.

Precious angel, you believe me when I say,

"What God has given to us no man can take away"?

We are covered in blood, girl, you know, both our forefathers were slaves,

Let us hope they've found mercy in their bone-filled graves.

You're the queen of my flesh, girl, you're my woman, you're my delight,

You're the lamp of my soul, girl, and you torch up the night,

But there's violence in the eyes, girl, so let us not be enticed

On the way out of Egypt through Ethiopia to the judgment-hall of the Christ.

Shine your light, shine your light on me,

You know, I just couldn't make it by myself, I'm a little too blind to see.

Precious Angel