I wonder sometimes Why, Oh Why Why so many lacks Food, clothes, joy But the worst Of all, love Could it be Because we've turned The back?
To Our original purpose Even though bought With a bloody purchase What have I refused you say? To this very hour To this very day Man still turns his back On His Living, Breathing God Of any questions???? Mostly without stopping To even ask
So perverted are we, So rebellious But Fortunately, God for us Is very jealous In His extreme grace Love and mercy Sent His son On a great journey
To die On an agonizing cross Bringing us back home Gave us His Spirit A deep, penetrating loan To achieve His original purpose Never again for us to roam Too far out of His Kingdom's gates So we may receive Forever that first taste Of standing eternally before Our Father's Beautiful, Smiling Face!!!