Fire is the color of my true loves hair
Near to the father sits his golden chair
By prayer and petition to the king on his left
Light is the burden that I bear
O so enchanting are these
Lovely chains that bind you
neath their deadly weight
The lords eye did find you
With fear and tremblin
Before the one with your wounds
Your eyes as empty as my savior tomb
Warm is the breath of his holy spirit
He who has ears to hear let m hear it
Torn were the hands of the worthy lamb
May you know his name and fear it
There you are hangin by the golden rope
There you lie no hope