God of the poor man this is how the day began
Eight codefendants, I, Daniel Berrigan 
Oh and only a layman's batch of napalm
We pulled the draft files out
We burned them in the parking lot
Better the files than the bodies of children

I had no right but for the love of you 
I had no right but for the love of you 

Many roads led here, walked with the suffering
Tom in Guatamala, Phillip in New Orleans 
Oh it's a long road from law to justice
I went to Vietnam, I went for peace
They dropped their bombs 
Right where my government knew I would be

I had no right but for the love of you 
I had no right but for the love of you 

And all my country saw
Were priests who broke the law

First it was question, then it was a mission
How to be American, how to be a Christian 
Oh if their law is their cross and the cross is burning

Aaaaaaaaah the love of you 
Aaaaaaaaah the love of you 

God of the just I'll never win a peace prize
Falling like Jesus
Now let the jury rise 
Oh it's all of us versus all that paper
They took the only way they know who is on trial today
Deliver us unto each other, I pray 

I had no right but for the love of you 
And every trial I stood, I stood for you 

Eyes on the trial
8am arrival 
Hands on the bible