I am sorry that I had to leave

On a dark and stormy eve

I saw the Accuser deftly weave

Lies among those who believe

This is why I am bereaved

But his plan was ill-conceived

Because we are really and truly free

Yet you are trapped in legality

But if you so desired of me

I would cross this country and every sea

Just to bring you back to be

With the One who paid our fee

Whose death on the cross set us free

Most gracious and merciful is He

Will you come back with me?