You were there in the dark
in the formless and void you breathed in us
You are there in the valley
By the river you kneel and wait for us
You are there in the night
As the wolves cry for blood, you shelter us
You were there when I cursed you
Your body bearing witness to my hate
Father you are mine
I am yours, you are the last
All you weary, lay it down
I am your rest
Are you there in the wars?
When the floodwaters rise, does your heart break?
Are you there in dark hours
When murderous thoughts can overtake
Do you stand by the widows
As they lower their lives to the dust
Do you carry over Jordan
Is the grave the only question without end?