My blood runs I'm alive My body's warm And I wasn't consumed There are rainy and summy days lugubrious or triumphant With a yes, with a no What can destroy your mind? Malevolent insects with destroying buzzes? But this I call to mind and therefore I have hope I will take off the breast plate I put on Against the touch of grace I will tear out the webs That imprision the flies Yaweh's love never ends His kindness is eternal