Abraham took Isaac's hand
and led him to the lonesome hill
while his daughter hid and watched

she dared not breathe she was so still

Just as an angel cried for the slaughter

Abraham's daughter raised her voice

Then the angel asked her what her

name was she said i have none
then he asked how can this be
my father never gave me one


And when he saw her raised for the slaughter
Abraham's daughter raised her bow

how darest you child defy your father
you better let young Isaac go