Prayer

(after Ernest Bloch's Prayer)

 I

  

If You should come

Evening or morning

If You should come

Fasting, mourning,

All alone,

You'll find me here with You

If You should come

Waking, sleeping,

Working in fields

that You loaned to my keeping for life

You'll find me there with You

I love You

knowing You gave me

everything I could possess, my Lord

  

II

Lord in Heaven hear my pray'r

If You could know, my heart is so

I'm wrapped up in Your embrace as a moon's ache

is wrapped in the sun

in the sun... the sun.

III

Flightless wings

over my head

Empty space

under my bed

In the husk of an apple core

Lying withered on a dusty floor

Broken wings

over my head

Broken teeth

rot in my head

In the husk of an apple core

Lying withered on a dusty floor

In the gloom of a cellar room

Lies withered in the gloom

It won't be long before I'm with You

IV

What girl is this?

Modest and slender

What is this kiss?

Chaste and tender, she is Love

You've brought her here with You

This winter's morn

Cold and sunny

Suddenly I heard a

cry made my heart jump for joy

My only child is born!

I love him

Give me a moment

Before I give him to You, my Lord.

© 1996, Dan Goorevitch