Oh, do the angels cry in the dark?
in a world without love
made by a God with a loveless heart
Oh, I look upon the dark
and sad things of this world
a blind girl
sings a lovely song
a motherless child
cries over her mother's grave
all the starving and lonely people
who shiver in the cold
Oh, My heart is broken in two
and sings a sad song
a song of hopelessness  
for a world made by a God
with a loveless heart
Oh, but with one kiss from You
upon My heavy brow
the world is transformed
hope is born in the world anew
and I know
no angel ever cried in the dark
in a world bereft of a father's love
your love has brought the dead
and withered rose back to life
Your love is a fire
that warms the earth
and makes the flowers grow
Oh, my darling
from Me hide not your love
for then the world
is but a dead and dying thing
that was better left unmade
by a cruel and unloving God
who loves the dark and hates the light
and I am doomed to die
a cold and cruel
and heartless death
as the angels cry in the dark
and the impossible yearning to kiss Your lips
so lovely as the first dawn of creation
is as bitter and cold
as a northern icy wind
and a poison to My soul
and I die unloved and ungrieved
by Your loveless heart
and a creator who loves the dark
and hates the light
and a cold loveless wind
blows across My grave
forever
as the angels cry in the dark