We are near,
Lord,near and at hand.
Handled already,
Lord,clawed and clawing as thoughthe body of each of us wereyour body,
Lord.
Pray,
Lord,pray to us,we are near.
Wind-awry we went there,went there to bendover hollow and ditch.
To be watered we went there,
Lord.
It was blood, it waswhat you shed,
Lord.
It gleamed.
It cast your image into our eyes,
Lord.
Our eyes and our mouths are open and empty,
Lord.
We have drunk,
Lord.
The blood and the image that was in the blood,
Lord.
Pray,
Lord.
We are near.
