The Sovereign Knows everyone's heart Has know it from the very start Create the stage with guilt and regret The diagnosis unheeded Therein 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 A cry of a vulture, a cry of a man