DEEP DEEP DOWN IN EACH MAN'S BEING a Voice is heard
ringing louder through the Halls of Time,
"ADAM WHERE ARE YOU?"
Running naked, running scared...hiding--all the while acting as if our independence is our foundation.
Louder, yet with more pity the Father's cry asks
'Where are you'? ,
knowing full well,yet ...
waiting on a response.
First come the fig leaves then the excuses and the blame...
all the while the Voice puts forth one Thing and one Thing only...
behind a tree they hid...
upon a Tree the Voice's Son dies...
taking the Cursed ground's thorns upon Himself and proclaming with a New Voice "IT IS FINISHED"
...a river of Blood flows down the Tree...leading the way Home.
ringing louder through the Halls of Time,
"ADAM WHERE ARE YOU?"
Running naked, running scared...hiding--all the while acting as if our independence is our foundation.
Louder, yet with more pity the Father's cry asks
'Where are you'? ,
knowing full well,yet ...
waiting on a response.
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all the while the Voice puts forth one Thing and one Thing only...
behind a tree they hid...
upon a Tree the Voice's Son dies...
taking the Cursed ground's thorns upon Himself and proclaming with a New Voice "IT IS FINISHED"
...a river of Blood flows down the Tree...leading the way Home.