In the beginning You created,
And it was all good.
Saw it through to the end -
You did not give up.
Dead fly in the apothecary,
Stinking savor in Eden sweet,
But you had drawn another plan,
Determined to restore,
You did not give up.
The waters salted for the healing of the nations,
For man would not be discarded,
Bound that we all be saved,
Constrained by love,
You did not give up.
Prophets came, sons
were born;
For one purpose, though yet to be unveiled,
Pressing on, goal in sight
