St Margaret's News February 2019 | Page 3

Out of the Depths
Out of the depths I cry to you, oh Lord
Don't let my cries for mercy be ignored
If you keep a count of sins oh who would stand?
But you have forgiveness in your hands
And I've heard religion say you're to be feared
But I don't buy into everything I hear
And it seems to me you're hostage to those rules
That were made by religion and not by you
And I'm wondering will you ever get yourself free
Is it bad to think you might need help from me?
Is there anything my little heart can do
To help religion share us with you?
For oh your like a ghost in your own home
Nobody hears you crying all alone
Oh you are the one truly voiceless one
They have their back turned toward you
For worship of gold and stone.
And to see you prisoner oh makes me weep
Nobody hears you screaming in the streets
And it's sad but true how the old saying goes
If God lived on earth people would Break his windows.
I long for you as a watchman longs
For the end of night.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by Terry Oldfield.
A YouTube version of this sung by Sinead O’connor can be seen
and heard at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m920jYP002c. It
is taken from the limited edition DVD package Theology. Record-
ed in the intimate environs of The Sugar Club.
St Margaret’s News
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February 2019