My god, my god, why did you forsake me?
Why did you make Mariam your bride?
Why did you promise my only vineyard to the soldiers? Why?
I am the widow, daughter of this silence, your forsaken Word's own child.
Why did you forsake me, O god, my god...
Why did you make Mariam your bride?
You as a Word within me came alive
brought forth two nations from one stock,
Wed me to an idea. I complied
taking your future wisdom as my one true guide.
Have you divorced and denied me? Gone to save
my enemy instead of me from the chopping-block?
Is it not the right of one such as I
to ask for God as spouse, ask why
My god? My god...why did you forsake me?
Why did you make me your bride, my god? Why,
why did you make Mariam your bride?