LIFE

The God of creation from heaven looked down
and beheld his people falling to the ground
he thought to himself once I cleansed  it by flood
I must go myself and wash it in blood
He chose a virgin to bare his son
That the victory over death would be won
Many works of wonder were done through him
but the scholars of the earth to death did condemn
Upon a tree they nailed Gods son
this was the only way for the battle to be won
on the third day he arose from the dead
fulfilling the words the prophets had said
This corrected the curse of eve
the people can all have it if only they believe
Since that time people still die
this must be enough  to make God cry
why cant they see? I can hear him say
I've told them how and showed them them the way
They spend their whole lives seeking moneys employ
they live in sorrow not knowing my joy
Great peace I offer from deep within
but they are so busy living lives full of sin
I've given them power over sickness and strife
yet they struggle alone without me in their life
I've offered them riches and a mansion as well
and still they cast themselves into the depths of hell
There shall come a generation to finally see
from sin and death they shall be free
The dead will ask when and how
Though they had it all along---You have it now