Silent eyes Watching Jerusalem Make her bed of stones Silent eyes No one will comfort her
Jerusalem weeps alone
She is sorrow, sorrow She burns like a flame And she calls my name
Silent eyes Burning in the desert sun Halfway to Jerusalem And we shall all be called as witnesses Each and every one To stand before the eyes of God And speak what was done
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