Long have I stood on this hillside
My colors through seasons have changed
Years I have watched this same valley
And seen what the sons of man have made
Long have I stood on this hillside
My colors through seasons have changed
Years I have watched this same valley
And seen what the sons of man have made
They have come like a winsdstorm
Made palaces glitter with gold
But in their folly they forgot their Creator
And bowed down to idols of stone
They said to themselves
Let's go to the hillside and bow
Beneath every green tree
I watched in great horror as they
Came in great number and all
Began bowing to me
O when will you see I am not god
And only what Yah made me
When will you know that I am no god
For I am only a tree
Long have I sat on this mountain
And remained through the fiercest of storms
I silently stand where I was placed by no man
My surface the seasons have worn
I have no voice to speak wisdom
Or ears to hear what you say
But still they have come with chisels in hand
And on me they hammered away
They said to themselves
Let's go to the mountain and bow
To what we can make
I watched in great horror
As they came in great number
And chiseled upon me a face
O when will you know that I am no god
And only one God have I known
O when will you see that I am no god
For I am only a stone
Israel how long will you wander
O Daughter I call you to me
Once you were split into two branches
Soon you will be one great tree