lost and then found

The Singing At The Beginning Of Creation

The sound must have been beautiful
The singing that shaped our world
Even the evil one started singing
And he was with god till he turned away
Freedom was his
But he chose to rebel
And the world and the planets are just good
They could have been good if he had stopped to think the lord was great
I will never understand the depression of the fall
Why one who was at Gods right hand
Would walk away at all
I can't see the future but i know its not bright for him
But maybe a little
For fire will burn and the light will never dim
I walk across the meadow
And the park where i was then
And i think i will find heaven
It's not a cloud on level ten
It's a world that's new and wonders
That the revelations describe
And i free my soul with the faith
That Jesus has a friend


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The Singing At The Beginning Of Creation

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