My little scribble about God. The God that the Americans have shown me. |
| In the light there stands a figure In the light there stands his love That God almighty is truth above I never asked, I never thought I never seeked and never fought But God came and leant a torch. But, I secretly called, I secretly yelled I yearned his touch, his scent I smelled But God and demons came and sold. I am a gargoyle, spout and strong Protecting humans, young and old I ask God to see the untold. Chariot to the heavens, God is here In the thunder, you can hear The power of God, the one so dear. Silent prayer, silent praise Look to the heavens and he will praise In love and guidance, God prevails. |