#595 STORY OF ISAAC
The daoor it opened slFowly,
my faather he came Fin,
I was nGine yFears Eold.
And he staood so tall abFove me,
his blue aeyes they were shFining
and his vGoice was veFry coEld.
He said, C"I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
I must dDo what I've been tBold."
So he staFrted up the mBountain,
I was ruFnning, he was wBalking,
and his aFxe was mGade of gAold.a
Well, athe trees they got much Fsmaller,
the alake a lady's Fmirror,
we stopped Gto Fdrink some Ewine.
Then he athrew the bottle Fover.
Broke aa minute Flater
and he Gput his hand Fon Emine.
Thought CI saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
I Dnever could Bdecide.
Then my Ffather built Ban altar,
he looked Fonce behind his Bshoulder,
he knew FI would Gnot A ahide.
You awho build these altars Fnow
to asacrifice these Fchildren,
you must Gnot do Fit Eanymore.
A scheme ais not a Fvision
and you anever have been Ftempted
by a Gdemon or Fa Egod.
You who Cstand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
you were Dnot there Bbefore,
when I Flay upon a Bmountain
and my Ffather's hand was Btrembling
with the Fbeauty Gof the A aword.
And if ayou call me brother Fnow,
forgive ame if I Finquire,
"Just Gaccording to Fwhose Eplan?"
When it aall comes down Fto dust
I will akill you if I Fmust,
I will Ghelp you if FI Ecan.
When it Call comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will Dkill you if I Bcan.
And mercy Fon our Buniform,
man of Fpeace or man Bof war,
the peacock F Gspreads his A afan.