Lost in the darkness of night, where fog hides the way
I can here the voices calling, pleading that I come
Who then will I trust? Who will answer when I say:
Where is wisdom found? Does someone know where he stays?
Follow me and I can show you, you need not fear
Just over the yonder hill, wisdom calls this his home
Enter in through the gate, as wide as it is near
Enter and celebrate, we will dry your every tear
No, no, do not heed that voice, it will lead astray
Though a tempting choice, there wisdom is not to be known
No room for wisdom, though ease and comfort make play
Where is wisdom found? Does someone know where he stays?
Yes, you see ever so clearly, I’ll be your guide
The way of learning you see, follow me through the deep tome
Words of wisdom to be found, mysteries they hide
Study, learn and know, we will satisfy your mind
No, no, do not heed that voice, it will lead astray
Ships frequent her shores, captains retire in her deep tombs
Wisdom knows his knowledge, but that is not the way
Where is wisdom found? Does someone know where he stays?
Take heed, poor traveller, lay aside every care
Wisdom’s search is long, and your resources are near gone
Come in and be filled, lest you fall into a snare
Abundant provision awaits, to help you get there
No, no, do not heed that voice, it will lead astray
Many lodge to refresh but are never away gone
Wisdom is light in travel, keep on in the way
Where is wisdom found? Does someone know where he stays?
Wisdom’s light never to be found wandering the night
You must search for day, then with light you make him known
Strike a match, light a lamp, wait for sunrise to bright
Then you’ll see clearly to find wisdom your delight
No, no, do not heed that voice, it will lead astray
Enlightenment brings a wisdom, but not as you had hoped
Nay, wisdom is light and brings with it true day
Where is wisdom found? Does someone know where he stays?
Dear friend, you tremble in fear and do rightly so
Wisdom is not to be found and he names no home
You search and grope and wander but still do not know
Pay no heed to those calling, voice of many foes
Wisdom you won’t find, because it is you he seeks
Standing in your midst, though ever humble and meek
No doubt you know my voice, and the words that I speak
Dressed as folly to foes, I bring strength to the weak
Dear friend, you tremble in fear and do rightly so
Wisdom begins with fear of him whose name you know
He entered your dark, died your foes to overthrow
Life dressed in death, and wisdom in folly clothed
Here wisdom is found, and with me ever to stay
Guiding through the dark, he brings me to the true day
Every rhyme is off beat and every chord misplayed
Until he enters and brings healing to decay.