They see me as a garbled picture, a riddle in a riddle,
Or create an interpretation which is void of the middle.
No one understands me, no one has ever seen,
But I take solace in the fact that you do Elohim.
The auditorium's empty, my heart gives up the drum,
Every measure I pour out is avoided or shunned.
No one hears my voice, no one wants to hear my say,
But I take solace in the fact that you do Yahweh.
~Poet of Ephraim
Or create an interpretation which is void of the middle.
No one understands me, no one has ever seen,
But I take solace in the fact that you do Elohim.
The auditorium's empty, my heart gives up the drum,
Every measure I pour out is avoided or shunned.
No one hears my voice, no one wants to hear my say,
But I take solace in the fact that you do Yahweh.
~Poet of Ephraim