Joyfully
I am a woman
Joyful
My hands
Joyful
My throat
Joyfully
I am a woman
God gave me this body
When she made my body
To look like her body
To be like her own
Oh joyfully
I hold my body
My holy land
My sacred throne
Joyfully
I hold my sorrows My skin, my spine
And holy I am
Within my choosing
It is mine
And I am mine
Holy is the priest
Who picked up the phone, who prayed with me
And holy is the guard
who walked me in, who walked me in
Oh holy is the doctor
Who was kind and clear with me
Holy is the knowledge
That could set a body free
Joyfully
I hold my sorrows My skin, my spine
And holy I am
Within my choosing
It is mine
And I am mine
And Holy is the woman
Who put on her suit
Who stood in the courtroom
And told the truth
Of the light and the dark
Of the world as it is
Of a white room
And a friend in white
Of a small table
And a small white light
A holy space
A holy space
I am a holy space
A holy space
Holy
I am a woman
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023