Hope is Now Interred (Holy Saturday)

Verse 1

Hope is now interred in a hollow cave
You are left for dead; I am left afraid.
All your promises hold a hollow sound,
fade with evening's light, thick shadows on the ground

Chorus

Lord, are you awake? I can hardly breathe,
clinging to a grave, desperate to believe.
You said to abide, yet you're the one who left.
Hope is now interred.
Lord, what happens next?

Verse 2

Was it all a dream to believe you love
covering my sins somehow was enough?
How I fled the scene! To whom shall I go,
paralyzed by fear, estranged from all I know?

Verse 3

Numbering my days as I count the sheep,
huddled in a room, too terrified to sleep.
Have I played the fool all along the way?
I still hear your voice: "O ye of little faith."