The Valley of Vision

Ah, that I were in the valley of vision In the valley, yea, the desolate valley Where there is sorrow like unto my sorrow And the evening sand is gone over the sea Oh, that I were in the valley of vision When the shadows of evening suffered thee In the valley, yea, the desolate valley Where there is the burden of love Oh that I had wings upon the sea The desert of the sea among the stars Where there is only a love, a shadowing love Going down more fierce than evening Ah, in the valley, the desolate valley Where I went mourning without the sun My words hath allured more fierce than evening In the way by reason of my affliction Ah, in the desolate valley of vision In the wilderness in the way of affliction by sorrow of my vision in the midst of the land my love, my fair one, it is burned, it is burned Ah, it is burned, it is burned, Gemeera! it is burned. It is burned in the valley of vision Where the earth mourneth and fadeth away Whilst the shadows of evening suffer thee Yea, in the desolate valley like the roaring of the sea Where I went mourning without the sun I awakened in the midst of the land In the midst of the land with a shadowing shroud In the valley, yea, the desolate valley Where I cannot weep mine eye, mine eye In the valley, yea, the desolate valley In the day of the whirlwind upon the sea Ah, that I were in the valley of vision In the valley, yea, the desolate valley Gemeera in the valley of vision Here, O fair one, in the valley of vision. Gemeera, I am bereaved in the desolate valley Alas! It hath devoured the great deep Where the sun goeth down as the evening eagle Gemeera, in the valley of vision In the valley, yea, near in the valley of decision It is burned, it is burned, Ah! It is burned Ife it be marvelous, Ah, it is burned Where the sun goeth down as the evening eagle Lo, in the valley, the desolate valley As though I had not cast with a shadowing shroud Take I, under the shadow yet I will look again Near in the valley, Alas! Alas! The vision. I will look again in the valley, the valley of vision Oh Gemeera, Gemeera, in the desolate valley Where there is no sorrow like unto my words Here in the valley of a shadowing love Therefore, behold, I even I, will allure her More fierce than the shadows of evening For I am the man that hath seen affliction Here in the desolate valley of vision