There's churches here, overseas
Up mountains, down green vales
Stand singing praises, pray on their knees
Revealing amazing tales
While most of this world are thinking
Shrugging shoulders and nod
Laughing, nudging, grinning, winking
But only few know God
Few believe, Christ Jesus dying
Crucified on a tree
Why followers are multiplying
From death, saying they're free
Thinking perhaps, a week or two
Asking here and there
Considering what or not to do
I walked across the square
At the door I stood and listened
Through a window looked inside
Seeing a baby christened
I knew most neighbours lied
They never had seen what I saw
No blessed song they heard
Unlike me while gaping in awe
Hearing a quiet word
Who could it be , who's was the voice?
No one was at my side
God! or myself, I made my choice
And lost my will to hide
On Sunday morning I went in
Embracing, hand in hand
Now, for years cleansed of all sin
Knowing what God, has planned.....
Up mountains, down green vales
Stand singing praises, pray on their knees
Revealing amazing tales
While most of this world are thinking
Shrugging shoulders and nod
Laughing, nudging, grinning, winking
But only few know God
Few believe, Christ Jesus dying
Crucified on a tree
Why followers are multiplying
From death, saying they're free
Thinking perhaps, a week or two
Asking here and there
Considering what or not to do
I walked across the square
At the door I stood and listened
Through a window looked inside
Seeing a baby christened
I knew most neighbours lied
They never had seen what I saw
No blessed song they heard
Unlike me while gaping in awe
Hearing a quiet word
Who could it be , who's was the voice?
No one was at my side
God! or myself, I made my choice
And lost my will to hide
On Sunday morning I went in
Embracing, hand in hand
Now, for years cleansed of all sin
Knowing what God, has planned.....
