Lyrics:

Abraham took Isaac's hand and led him to the lonesome hill
While his daughter hid and watched,
she dare not breathe
She was so still

Just as an angel cried for the slaughter
Abrahams daughter raised her voice
Then the angel asked her what her name was,
she said, I have none

Then he asked, How can this be?
My father never gave me one

And when he saw her, raised for the slaughter,
Abraham's daughter raised her bow
How darest you child defy your father?
You better let young Isaac go