Story of Isaac
Leonard Cohen Lyrics

The door it opened slowly,
My father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
His blue eyes they were shining
And his voice was very cold.
He said, "I've had a vision
And you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told."
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
And his axe was made of gold.

Well, the trees they got much smaller,
The lake a lady's mirror,
We stopped to drink some wine.
Then he threw the bottle over.
Broke a minute later
And he put his hand on mine.
Thought I saw an eagle
But it might have been a vulture,
I never could decide.
Then my father built an altar,
He looked once behind his shoulder,
He knew I would not hide.

You who build these altars now
To sacrifice these children,
You must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
And you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god.
You who stand above them now,
Your hatchets blunt and bloody,
You were not there before,
When I lay upon a mountain
And my father's hand was trembling
With the beauty of the word.

And if you call me brother now,
Forgive me if I inquire,
"just according to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.
And mercy on our uniform,
Man of peace or man of war,
The peacock spreads his fan.

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Pierre-Bernard Elsig

My dad spoke to me with this terrifying cold voice when I came back in Switzerland in December 1983. I'am sure his hand was trembling.


One of my personal favorites, unsurprisingly.

Alexandra Lee Hurst

One of the deepest and most powerful anti-war songs I've ever heard. Perfect. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Adrian Cooke

I think my favourite song from him

Tim Potter

God Bless All....What an amazing sound... and what poetry..from a master. We are all tested...but i reckon Peace is the best Path.. but we need to be aware and self control with positive manifestation at hand

Rose Walsh

Favourite... among soo many.. imagination running wild..this man was pure genius 😎😜 a great poet storyteller.


Thank you Leonard!! SUPEEER!! 👉❤👈🎵🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶


Absolute banger, this!


@Sofia Costello papa noche?

Gertrud Wicht

Auch ein schönes Lied

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