You dropped your light of hope, your beacon in the window.
You are playing the harlot.
I have loosed your cord of scarlet.
Daughter of inquity what am I to do with thee?
Bride that was to be, you are gone away from me.
You dropped your light of hope, your beacon in the window.
You are playing the harlot.
I have loosed your cord of scarlet.
O, daughter dark yet lovely, a price is set before me
Bride that's yet to be, this I will pay for thee.
O daughter dark yet lovely, a price is set before me
O, bride that's yet to be,
O this I will gladly pay,
I will gladly pay,
I will gladly pay for thee.
And whatever the price,
Oh, whatever the cost,
Whatever it might be, surely you must know,
You are worth it, you are worth it to Me
You are worth it to me, Oh my bride
