Wednesday, February 5, 2014


Did creation begin with a big bang, or a still small voice?
A random chance, or a creator's choice?
Creation came with ringing nails and Roman guard
And a cry It is finished! shouted Heavenward.
It started with a making of all things new
From the wine, to the bread, and finally you
That's the crux of the matter, where it all was done
The cross is where creation was begun

The universe was born in the death of God
Death before Fall should not seem so odd
And now we're evolving into a simpler form
One body, one image, one way we conform
The science of ritual verified by the saints
Life within redeemed nature's constraints
Till all Earth is a footstool and all knowledge is won
The cross is where creation was begun

The Garden of Eden is located on Olivet Mount
Where life came to Earth in a bloody fount
And from this primordial ooze of blood spit and clay
And the wind of the Spirit and light of Sunday
Bang! came the universe, as God let it be
It had to exist for you and for me
That was the beginning, the end is the same
On the cross from where the creation came

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