This righteous man has caused my lady grief, A stranger whom she doesn't even know. (May something happen soon to bring her peace.) She's often had bad dreams, but they've been brief— I sing to her and soothe her and they go. This righteous man has caused my lady grief. What can I do to make her sorrows cease? I’m on my knees to every god I know: May something happen soon to bring her peace. Roman justice has released a thief And made a good man walk the road of woe: This righteous man has caused my lady grief. Her husband washed his hands of it with ease, But can't (she fears) so easily wash his soul. May something happen soon to bring her peace! For three days now she's known no relief. It can't be right that my lamb's troubled so. This righteous man has caused my lady grief— May something happen soon to bring her peace.
Pilate's Wife
Pilate's Wife
Pilate's Wife
This righteous man has caused my lady grief, A stranger whom she doesn't even know. (May something happen soon to bring her peace.) She's often had bad dreams, but they've been brief— I sing to her and soothe her and they go. This righteous man has caused my lady grief. What can I do to make her sorrows cease? I’m on my knees to every god I know: May something happen soon to bring her peace. Roman justice has released a thief And made a good man walk the road of woe: This righteous man has caused my lady grief. Her husband washed his hands of it with ease, But can't (she fears) so easily wash his soul. May something happen soon to bring her peace! For three days now she's known no relief. It can't be right that my lamb's troubled so. This righteous man has caused my lady grief— May something happen soon to bring her peace.