Faith, So Fickle

Someone has to light the fuse

For He has prophets He can use

Who among us will ignite

The fire we’ve begged for all night?

Burning down judgmental lies

And through the burning ash, arise

New life that now is given to

The ones who worship without “who”

For if there is a God above

There’s only one: the God of Love

There is no other School of Thought

Which brings the things that He has brought

Faith, so fickle, it can be

It’s time we all come to agree

My finger wears the same gold ring

We all look up – to the same King


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