The Choirmaster Lark

16 July 2008

So here we steer around the things we want to do
feign right, then run right past the time we love
with no thought and no heart, our souls are held by One above
defending us from lack of common sense

Lift up your cup, you hear the message clear
the ash flesh redundant; new-born blood
in veins of value rise real reign of God
and give worship in now-life; He is here.