Could be that God’s a pack of lies
Like Heaven is and hell
Illusions like the prince of flies
A legend parents tell
It could be true that God’s a tale
Except I’ve heard His voice!
Except I feel Him when I fail
To make life’s righteous choice
Perhaps I’d thought it when alone
Or dreamed it by mistake
Except this child of flesh and bone
Was every time awake
I know I’m not the only one
Who’s heard God’s voice on high
Who’s felt the presence of the Son
Who chose for us to die
The same who rose with grace to give
The keys to Heaven’s door
The same through whom we now can live
Both now and ever more
Once, perhaps I may have erred
That twice, I may agree
But if when more! God’s voice I’ve heard
The blindest eyes should see
The Lord our God’s alive and well
As is His risen Seed
As chosen bride The Truth should tell
On which a child may feed
May feed upon The Living Bread
May drink of Heaven’s Dew
Until when selfishness is dead
And life begins anew.....
Like Heaven is and hell
Illusions like the prince of flies
A legend parents tell
It could be true that God’s a tale
Except I’ve heard His voice!
Except I feel Him when I fail
To make life’s righteous choice
Perhaps I’d thought it when alone
Or dreamed it by mistake
Except this child of flesh and bone
Was every time awake
I know I’m not the only one
Who’s heard God’s voice on high
Who’s felt the presence of the Son
Who chose for us to die
The same who rose with grace to give
The keys to Heaven’s door
The same through whom we now can live
Both now and ever more
Once, perhaps I may have erred
That twice, I may agree
But if when more! God’s voice I’ve heard
The blindest eyes should see
The Lord our God’s alive and well
As is His risen Seed
As chosen bride The Truth should tell
On which a child may feed
May feed upon The Living Bread
May drink of Heaven’s Dew
Until when selfishness is dead
And life begins anew.....
