Whilbee Dunne Orchestra
abraham s daughter
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Abraham took Isaac's hand and led him to the lonesome hill.
While his daughter hid and watched,
She dare not breathe, she was so still.
Just as an angel cried for the slaughter,
Abraham's daughter raised her voice.
Then the angel asked her what her name was,
She said, I
have
none.
Then he asked, How
can
this
be?
My
father
never
gave
me
one.
And with his sword up, raised for the slaughter,
Abraham's daughter raised her bow.
How
darest
you,
child,
defy
your
father?
You
better
let
young
Isaac
go.