I wonder does the Lord think of me
When of his scars he doth see?
Or does he think upon another
Someone worthy, a little brother?
And of the things he understands
I would ask about his hands.
Me a single, and me alone
Is my sorrow there and shown?
And if he thinks upon my name
Is it to point and place the blame?
Would he regret what he has done
Or know my faults and see of them none?