His Son Was Nailed
“How can you smile”, he asked of me,
“When life is so full of misery?
Just what is behind this mystery,
That puts a smile on your face where a frown should be?”
No misery that visits me today
Can break the promise that God has made
If in his glory, I bask each day
No misfortune can take my smile away
“And what makes you think these stories are true?
What has God ever done for me or you?
Our stomachs are still empty when the day is through
The pleasures we’ve known are short and few.”
Because this I know and I know it well
It’s in the stories that the gospels tell
God ensured that evil will always fail
When upon the cross his son was nailed
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