Your skin was golden
Like that sunlit orchard
Where you knew love in a world made of love
Your love was lost in that unholy ledger
With your young blood
Like the ones that came before
The ones that never got a name
Said I'd rather take my life than go back to Him
For I'm your wife
You found the courage you ran you fled from it
And I can't condemn it
You died in the light
Like the ones that came before
The ones that never got a name
In the land of the Jordan in a field of flowers
There were great lamentations they mourned your death for days
The child you gave him he laid on the altar
You were carried away
With the ones that came before
The ones that never got a name
She had a vision of a coming Savior
She hid Him away a covenant of grace
She was called a whore by her own people
She still had faith
Like the ones that came before
The ones that never got a name
They marched you away like a spoil of war
Heaven's daughters the world did not deserve
You would not die without a voice
For in your horror the Lord said to me
They're mine they're mine they're mine
And I will call them Eve
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Spare the Virgins
The Bible spends three chapters on who begat who. Every man named, remembered, written down. Then Numbers 31 hands out thirty-two thousand girls and doesn't give one of them a name. God had time for the genealogy — just not for them. This one's for the ones that never got a name.