Au Coin de Majolie

I know not proverbs and psalms Nor to praise you in hymns, But I kneel with closed palms Before this candle light dims Can you hear this echoed voice, Whispering its wicked words? Singings with rejoice, like the chirp of hungry birds. I hear it every night, I can hear it even now, Flickering in my candle’s light Even louder toward the shadow Nights in, Nights out Covered with the devil’s sweat Waking up in constant shout But the devil will not see me fret I fear not, the devil’s sight But I fear these voices in my sleep Chilling my bones with fright… O! Hold me Lord, as now I will weep Hold me! Make these voices be gone, Set me free, So my dreams live on. I heard You are Just I heard you are might So in You I will trust These voices, You will smite My home invaded by whispers My praise fell to deaf ear But tonight hear our prayers For these voices be no more fear Can you hear this echoed voice, Now trembling in Your presence Cast it out with disabling choice For the devil’s word is pe