The Tree

Long have I stood on this hillside My colors through seasons have changed Years I have watched this same valley And seen what the sons of man have made Long have I stood on this hillside My colors through seasons have changed Years I have watched this same valley And seen what the sons of man have made They have come like a winsdstorm Made palaces glitter with gold But in their folly they forgot their Creator And bowed down to idols of stone They said to themselves Let's go to the hillside and bow Beneath every green tree I watched in great horror as they Came in great number and all Began bowing to me O when will you see I am not god And only what Yah made me When will you know that I am no god For I am only a tree Long have I sat on this mountain And remained through the fiercest of storms I silently stand where I was placed by no man My surface the seasons have worn I have no voice to speak wisdom Or ears to hear what you say But still they have come with chisels in hand And on me they hammered away They said to themselves Let's go to the mountain and bow To what we can make I watched in great horror As they came in great number And chiseled upon me a face O when will you know that I am no god And only one God have I known O when will you see that I am no god For I am only a stone Israel how long will you wander O Daughter I call you to me Once you were split into two branches Soon you will be one great tree