The Bishop - Colm Wilkinson

Monsignor, we have your silver

We caught this man red-handed

He had the nerve to say you gave him this

That is right

But my friend you left so early

Surely something slipped your mind

You forgot I gave these also;

Would you leave the best behind?

Monsieur, release him

This man has spoken true

I commend you for your duty

Now God’s blessing go with you

But remember this, my brother

See in this some higher plan

You must use this precious silver

To become an honest man

By the witness of the martyrs

By the passion and the blood

God has raised you out of darkness:

I have saved your soul for God