Sing to me of the secrets You carted away
Long before You said "light!"
Speak to me of the storm and the silence
That humble the nations and defeat their kings.
Oh and shall the Lord do a thing.....
Do a thing that His prophet gropes darkly in?
Oh and shall the Friend of Abraham
Raid a city without speaking to him?
If ten within be righteous, He will spare!
Sing to me of the eons, the age of Your mercy...
Teach me, Lord, the secrets of Tomorrow.