A girl stands on a cliff of indecision.
Should she jump, or go back to face her prison?
She rocks back and forth trying to decide.

Should she jump to freedom?

Or plunge alone to die?
Oh she wants her freedom more than she can say.
She dreams about it with every passing day.

But is it what He wants?

Is it what He wants her to do?

Suicides a sin, but maybe He’d jump to.
She turns to face her captures coming round the bend.
On her face a look of rapture as she turns away from them.

But is it what He wants?

Is it what He wants her to do?

Suicides a sin, but maybe…

And she jumps…