I Believe

I was raised on the old hymns; John 3: 16
Stained glass pictures of faith,
A shepherd and a giant, Daniel and the lions,
Three Hebrew boys in the flames,
A coat of many colors and walls falling down
And the Red Sea becoming dry ground
I believe every line every word
I believe every story I’ve heard
Written on the pages is the Truth of the Ages
And it’s changing me, I believe.
It’s wise men and angels, blind Bartimaeus,
A thief in a tree scares
A walk on the water, Jairus’s daughter
Five loaves and two little fish,
A lonely garden where Jesus prayed
A Sunday morning where the stone rolled away
I believe every line, every word.
I believe every story I’ve heard.
Written on the pages is the Truth of the Ages
And it’s changing me,
I believe. In the message of Mercy and Grace
Because of the Savior who died in my place
I believe every line, every word
I believe every story I’ve heard
Written on the pages is the Truth of the Ages
And it’s changing me. I believe.