[Verse 1] Two brothers brought what their labor had grown, One from the field and one from the fold. Abel brought firstlings, the best of his own; Cain watched favor and anger took hold. His face sank downward, his spirit went hard, Sin crouched close like a beast at the yard. [One-Line Refrain] The blood cries from the ground. [Verse 2] Out in the field where no witness stood, Brother rose against brother in blood. The question came, and the answer was cold: "Am I his keeper?" the guilty one told. But earth had opened and swallowed the stain; The soil knew Abel and spoke of his pain. [One-Line Refrain] The blood cries from the ground. [Bridge] No harvest would answer the murderer's hand, A fugitive wandering over the land. Yet judgment stopped vengeance from striking him dead; A mark bore warning wherever he fled. [Final Refrain] The blood cries from the ground, Not lost, not silent, not covered or drowned. A brother was taken, a family was torn; The east received him, restless and worn. The blood cries from the ground.