Setting Free

Barren are the hands of the one who is unseeing, While mighty is the brain And mighty are the hands of the one whose heart Is in tears and filled with pity for all, Who is hopeful in sadness and joy, Grateful in good fortune and misfortune, Obliged in favors or evil dispensation. And, bare indeed are hands of the one With indifferent headwork and imagination. Say, say my friend a prayer That is answered each time Pray, pray my helper For love that is greater in time Mourn over the smallest failing or crime. How bare are the hearts of the unseeing; Their lips are troublesome weight Their hearts weight heavily And their suffering a wasteful lot And even their joy a burden and load. They expose sham success or happiness While untold harm was perpetrated Through their pursuit of fake victory and gladness. How empty are the heads of the eyeless... And barren the hands of the pitiless. Say, say a prayer That is answered each time Pray, pray my helper For love that is purer each time For each failing or crime For it is answered in time. For blessed indeed are the lips That absolve you of your failing and crime. Blessed are the lips that Pronounce life-giving death each time. Blessed indeed Are the hands filled With kindhearted deeds, Blessed are the God's chosen priests. Say, say a prayer That is answered in time Pray, pray my helper For love that is greater in time Pray for life-giving death For smallest failing or crime, For this prayer is answered each time.