O Come All Ye Faithful
Joyful and Triumphant
O Come Ye, O Come Ye
To Bethlehem
Come and Behold Him
Born the King of Angels
Come let us Adore Him
Come let us Adore Him
Born the King of Angels
I’m just a man
and this just a life
We’re all people
and this is just our time
We’re raised to believe
somethings and doubt others
We’re raised in some traditions
and not so much in others
We’re raised in a limited way.
We die into the Infinite
We die into a limitless Way
We die into more than we can now fathom
We die into more than we can here reach
Here in between
Merely Human
But that’s no excuse.
Merely Human
And so fully beholden
to the Light that binds
us all every one.
Either Goodness is Real, or there’s nothing worth trying for.
Help us try for Goodness, God of our limited understandings.
Help us gain more Goodness, God of our paltry human habits.
Help us grow into the Light that accepts, heals, believes in, and lifts up everyone.
Author: B. Willard
Editor: A. Whistletown
Copyright Holder / Distant Onlooker: A. Watson
This Logbook becomes a chapter book at Logbook of a Pure Love Mogul: Chapters