The Path of Suffering

Father I am old enough I am not a boy anymore For I have scaled the walls at night And I know there is more Oh I have held the sick And I have known the old And I've weighed the worthlessness of treasures Of men who have grown cold But I have also climbed the mountain And I've seen the other side I have heard the song of promise And with the earth I've cried: Make way for the heart of love That leads us through the path of suffering We will reach the shores of justice Where death is life and grace our offering I will leave the garden I will leave our home Lead me to the desert For forty years I'll roam I will take the apple And I will drink the cup I lay down my life And trust I will again rise up Make way for the heart of love That leads us through the path of suffering We will reach the shores of justice Where death is life and grace our offering