God had a perfect design,
When He brought you and I into mind,
Although we danced to the fiddle, of a religious riddle,
He held onto us all the time.
This pattern He is now bringing in,
Is the Corporate Man without sin,
We’ll dance to a song that is new,
For His nature is forming, It’s true!
Now Truth will win out every time,
What matters if others decline?
His purpose I know we will be,
For He’s whittled a whole lot on me.
As we stand together so strong,
We’ll return back where we belong,
A river that’s flowing with life,
Destroying all death and all strife.
Copyright Bob and Charlotte Torango