I Shall Cross This River

My love, she has chosen me

From my candor of speech

She takes me to the river

Like a child at play

She sees not this bitter man

But the promise of a lover

And when the darkness washes off

She moves into my arms

So to my folks

Support me through my restless whims

They see not this failure

But the promise of a firstborn

When my darkness leaves

When my fall's complete

I shall cross this river

For them