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I am the woman at the well, I am a harlet I am the scattered seed that fell along the path And I am the son that ran away And I am the bitter son who stayed My God, my God, why hast thou accepted me When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty king My God, my God, why hast thou accepted me Its a Mystery of mercy and of song The song I sing I am the angry man who came to stone the lover I am the woman there ashamed before the crowd And I am the leper that gave thanks And I am the night that never came Chorus You made the seed that made the tree That made the cross that saved me You give me hope when there was none You gave e your only son Chorus From Letras Mania