He is the sovereign Knows everyone's heart Has known it from the very start Create the stage with guilt and regret
The diagnosis unheeded There lies a cure that concedes to sickness Healing for those who desire it
Today is the day Acknowledge and stay Wear the sackcloth and scatter the ashes
Like a scholar in the dark accuses God in the dock will see through all excuses The ancient man came forth and touched The robe with great respect and feared
Steer them right Lead them onward and over the shrine Son of Leah, you are not alone Breathe, sarcophagus
