Poor Bishop Hooper
Kaph
My soul longs for your salvation
I hope in your word i hope in your word
My eyes long for your promise
Will you comfort me I ask will you comfort me

For i’ve become like a wineskin in smoke
Yet i’ve not forgotten what you spoke
How long must i wait

When will you judge those who persecute me
With falsehood and traps falsehood and traps
They’ve almost made an end of me on earth
But i refused to abandon abandon your commandments

For i’ve become like a wineskin in smoke
Yet i’vе not forgotten what you spoke
How long must i wait
How long must i wait
How long must i wait