Won't you listen to a true story
About an infant child of glory.
The child grew into a man,
A very compassionate man, so sensitive.
He cried for all those who hurt Him
Because He had a pure love,
Altogether beautiful,
The Light has come into the world,
But men do chose their own darkness,
Here's why:
The Light said He was the Way,
But men do choose their own way,
Because . . . their hidden deeds are very evil,
And they don't want to be exposed,
To the Light, the Light, the Light
And you decide to play life's evil game,
And live and walk a lie
And so-called friends, they all join in
Together you laugh, alone you cry, and cry,
Yes, you can't hide the truth far from Him,
You're living in His garden, Urantia
You can't deny that voice inside you
The tablets of Law reminds you, it does,
The Light, the Light, the Light
Light or darkness, spirit or might …
You could live in Divine Light …..
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