1. You walked off and left us, and never looked back.God, how could you do that?We’re your very own sheep;how can you stomp off in anger?
18-21. Mark and remember, God, all the enemytaunts, each idiot desecration.Don’t throw your lambs to the wolves;after all we’ve been through, don’t forget us.Remember your promises;the city is in darkness, the countryside violent.Don’t leave the victims to rot in the street;make them a choir that sings your praises.