He made the earth and ocean's sand The heavens sprang from mighty hands And from the dust He formed the man Creation came from Him

He gave to man all he would need To tend the garden, sow the seed In paradise he'd have no need All good things come from Him

But the serpent came and told a lie They ate the fruit and chose to die And couldn't look Him in the eye Yet they were found by Him

Mohammad's come and Buddha's go But the Father's finger points to show Golgotha's sacrificial flow Redemption is from Him

When time has ended, notions cease I have to know at soul's release My only hope, my only peace Is to be found in Him

We all must stand before His throne To give account of all we've done What tragedy to stand alone And not be found in Him